Smoke

Maybe it'll rain today And I won't have to leave my room Givin' me the time I need to get rid of your things Enough procrastinating For reasons that only I know But I'm afraid to ask the mirror The answers may sting And the smoke In my eyes makes it hard not to cry Why you gone? The reason is suppose to make sense But it don't Give me something To spark the flame Take away the paint Take it away I can feel the heat From my face Ooh Holding on isn't healthy But it's killin' me To let go Trying to stare At your picture But I can't see it For all this smoke Hmm Not for all the smoke Ooh And the smoke In my eyes makes it hard not to cry Why you gone? The reason is suppose to make sense But it don't But it don't It don't It don't Oh, it don't Maybe it'll rain today And I won't have to leave my room Givin' me the time to Get rid of your things Enough procrastinating For reasons that only I know But I'm afraid to ask the mirror The answers may sting And the smoke In my eyes makes it hard not to cry Why you gone? The reason is suppose to make sense But it don't Give me something to spark the flame Take away the pain Take it away I can feel the heat From my face Give me something to spark the flame Take away the pain Take it away I can feel the heat From my face Give me something to spark the flame Take away the pain Take it away I can feel the heat From my...