I don’t know why I love you.

I don’t know why I care.

It’s probably the way your smell sticks

deep inside my hair.

 

Maybe it’s the way you get

deep inside my veins.

Or the way you take away

each one of my pains.

 

But it’s too late now,

I’ve let you go.

How much I loved you

you’ll never know.

 

I threw you out the window

as I pulled into work.

That was the last time

I let out that little nicotine smirk.

 

I wish I could feel you on my lips,

take in one more puff.

Let me feel you deep inside,

and maybe some other stuff.

 

But in my heart of hearts,

I knew you weren’t treatin’ me right.

Another 40 years down the road

I’d’ve been putting up a fight.

 

So I let you go, not for me,

but for the one that I love most.

But I’ll never stop thinking of you,

even when I’m a ghost.

 

It’s too late now,

I’ve let you go.

How much I loved you

you’ll never know.