Okay, ah, these is a song called, "Secondhand smoke"
And I just wrote it these morning, so
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I'll admit I had fun
Getting wrapped up in your misery
But look at what it's done to me
And I thought it was love
But you couldn't fill my missing piece
Or take responsibility
With every word you say
Like smoking a pack a day
Set up the world you hate for me to fix
I know you'll never change
You'll never take the blame
I shouldn't have to save every mess
I have to let you go
Breathe out the secondhand smoke
I cannot let it show
I'm afraid that you've ruined my lungs
Now I have to run, I have to move on
What will I become without you? I don't know
I have to let you go
Breathe out the secondhand smoke
What are the side effects of being held down for years
By complaints and fake fears?
I guess I made my bed and I'm leaving it here
Hope I'm making that clear
With every word you say
Like smoking a pack a day
Set up the world you hate for me to fix
I know you'll never change
You'll never take the blame
I shouldn't have to save every mess
I have to let you go
Breathe out the secondhand smoke
I cannot let it show
I'm afraid that you've ruined my lungs
Now I have to run, I have to move on
What will I become without you? I don't know
But I have to let it go
Breathe out the secondhand smoke
With all of this shit you're talking
I inhaled all of your toxins
Try building a wall around this town
I can't be drowned, I'm moving out
I finally let you go
Exhaled the secondhand smoke
I stayed around too long
Still afraid that you've ruined my lungs
Now, I'm on the run, I've almost moved on
What will I become without you? Now, I know
I have to let you go
Breathe out the secondhand smoke
Breathe out the secondhand smoke