Nicotine

Her eyes were the stars just a little more gently
It's quiet in here she said, it’s almost empty
And as she sat rolled all her cigarettes too thin
He asked her gently if you want to join in

She closed her eyes, they didn't bother to kiss
Her fingers tight tiny little fits
She bought down a mirror something herself
He caught his reflection and recognised someone else

She was too quick with her clothes, she counted the seconds in between then watched her smoke and wanted to be Nicotine
She came down to say it was raining its never raining very much
And isn't all of this just like falling in love