I'm floating in a cloud of smoke from your cigarette I poured a glass of red from your lips when you bled Cold but glistening and now my head is falling Falling down to your legs and it feels like I never left Happy in your bed where your blood still sits wet Where your heart and my heart slept Where we both float in your cigarette Where we both float in your cigarette I'm floating in a dream, you pinched me but I still sleep I drank the glass of red when I bit into your head Cold but glistening and now my head is falling Falling down to your legs and it feels like I never left Our love was meant to bend And it'll always survive and mend I mean it, you will see it I mean it, you will see it