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when my breath taste of cigarettes, please don't push me away

i hurt more than ever before, but please don't take that the wrong way

you were all there ever was, will ever be, i'll ever need



you made all my cares go away

till all i cared about was you

and now your gone...



i still care, more than ever

stale smoke on my lips

i long to brush your cheek again



i hope i haven't made you cry

i hope i haven't said to much

i'll give it all back one day

that you swore to me



fixing this could take a lifetime

but in the end things could be better



you were all that there ever was

you'll be all that there'll ever be

your all that i'm ever going to need



so i just hope that one day

you'll come back to me



i love you...