Karaoké Pink Cigarette Mr. Bungle

Perfume the wind and the leaves

The burns the holes in the sheets

I'm hoping the smoke hides the shame

I've got on my face

Cognac and broken glass all these years

I've been your ashtray

I found a pink cigarette

On the bed the day that you left

And how can I forget that your lips were there

Your kiss goes everywhere touches everything but me

Champagne your hair in the breeze

Lipstick a slap on my cheek

Your eyes cried at last told me everything

I was afraid to ask

Now I'm dressed in white and you've burned me for the last time

I found a pink cigarette

On the bed the day that you left

And how can I forget that your lips were there

Your kiss goes everywhere touches everything but me

You'll find a note and you'll see my silhouette

There's just five hours left until you find me dead

There's just four hours left until you find me dead

There's just three hours left until you find me dead

There's just two hours left until you find me dead

There's one more hour and then you will find me dead

There's just