It's getting kind of intense
The way you're lying to me
And I can smell your cigarettes
Emanating from your teeth
You said that you were gonna quit
That seemed to funny to believe
And nothing's funnier than this
It's like a divine comedy
Because I'm living in hell
Every time that you speak
And I don't know what heaven sounds like anymore
It's getting crucially low
It's getting harder to breathe
And I don't have much time left, what are you waiting for?
There's something deep in your lips
It tastes just like a disease
One day I hope it makes you choke
Just like the sweetest nicotine
You're so appalled that I would write
Your posthumous biography
But nothing's funnier than this
It's like a divine comedy
Because I'm living in hell
Every time that you speak
And I don't know what heaven sounds like anymore
It's getting crucially low
It's getting harder to breathe
And I don't have much time left, what are you waiting for?
You try to call me late at night
Leave a grainy apology
My teeth and fingers make the bite
I'm laughing tears across the screen
It's getting kind of intense
The way you're lying to me
But nothing's funnier than this
It's like a divine comedy
It's like a divine comedy (It's like a divine comedy)
It's like a divine comedy (It was a hell of a read)
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