One last drag from your cigarette

Before we′re burning out, can you give me that?

Like the ashes down in your trayMy flesh and spirit have turned to grey

Way down we go

Like fireflies

Into the glow

Every child can see

We burn ourselves

Too easily

I'm so addicted to your taste

And the way you fill a room with grace

And the poison in my veins

Is a price that I will gladly pay

Way down we go

Like fireflies

Into the glow

Every child can see

We burn ourselves

Too easily.