Stars and Cigs

Look at the stars Shining so bright Now look at your cigarette On the ground I miss everything But we're on the other side of it now Last that I heard The Arizona heat was where you belonged You're going out with her bangs In kernel panic, whatever it means Using me for the void And she's still haunting you every night With your nightmares of the stairs and your baby's cries I wish I could console you one last time I wish you could console me one last time But I'm running away now I'm running away now Barefoot and tattered and wounded But wounds put themselves back together I'm getting myself back together I don't really know what I'm doing And I know you don't know either But when I see your image plastered everywhere in 10 years You'll see mine looking back at you Just don't show up at the concert hall for my late show And I won't be at your TED Talks Set me free Set me free As I get lost in these stars This time without you I can't compete And I should never compete For when you're dealing with this If you leave you're just an idiot