Smoke and Logic
I call it SMOKE and LOGIC Part 1: You’re keeping score on a board I can’t see Looking for a winner where no one should be I’m talking to walls that don’t have any ears You’re counting the logic, I’m counting the years You wanted a puzzle to solve and to break But I’m just a heart that you managed to take Now solitude sits on the edge of the bed Writing down words that were never quite said You say that you’re taming the beast in the chest Turning my hope into quiet distress You analyze touches and study the kiss Tell me, did logic predict it like this? Part 2: So put on the dress, let it drag on the floor Light up your cigarette, lock up the door I don’t need a reason to want you tonight I just want to breathe on your neck till it’s light Hot or cold, baby, the temp doesn’t matter As long as the silence between us can shatter I just want you to be there You bring me the coffee, you offe...