Cigarette smoke

You light up your last cigarette
blow smoke at where i sit
you try to act so nonchalant
then throw a jealous fit

cause its not ok for me to see
how things could be much better
and even if i walked away
you' wouldtell them "oh just let her"

you sleep with all your barbies
a different face each night
then you call me up and tell me
everything will be alright

but it's not alright, its fading
into something i dont know
and as much as i resent you
i could never let you go.

because perfection is not real
and i'd only come to find
that there's no one out there like you
and by then you'd change your mind

cause we have fought this battle many times
honestly i am getting bored
of hearing about your victories
with all those chicks you scored

and your late night calls from bathroom stalls
are getting really old
and the face where i once found relief
has gotten very cold

and i miss your hugs real late at night
and kisses on my cheek
but i know i will be lucky
if you call me once a week.

but i will wait for you, i always do
until my heart can not take it
cause you told me "babe i love you" once
and with love, you can not fake it.