ROMA

Room smells like smoke and old cologne
Phone face down, been dead for weeks
I count the cracks in the ceiling alone
Every one looks like the promises you never keep
Don’t call, don’t text, don’t check if I’m good
I’m exactly where you left me, like you knew I would

I get high to forget you
But I still see you in the smoke
Every cloud looks like your face
And it won’t let me go
I get high to forget you
But it only makes me want you more
Staring at the door like you might walk back in

Ash tray full, phone on do not disturb
Messages from nobody, that’s what I deserve
Your perfume still stuck on the pillow case
I still taste the tears streaming down your face
Clock says 3:07, same as every night
I’m too faded to cry, too gone to fight

I get high to forget you
But I still see you in the smoke
Every cloud looks like your face
And it won’t let me go
I get high to forget you
But it only makes me want you more
Staring at the door like you might walk back in

ROMA

Il Tre

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