Lucifer On the Sofa Spoon

[Verse 1]
Cashed out in the front room
Ashes stain his lips
Lucifer on the sofa
Staring at you
You've been counting weekends
Never getting dressed
Speaking in third person
Trying to forget

[Chorus]
What am I gonna do
With your last cigarettes
All your old records
All your old cassettes?

[Verse 2]
You hit the corner market
Feel the winter sky
Looking through the windows
As you're passing by
And I'm chasing every thought
And I'm walking over water
Thinking about what I lost

[Chorus]
What am I gonna do with
With your last cigarettes
All your old letters
Everybody knows
That I'm stuck with all your pictures
A box of cigarettes
All your old records
All your old cassettes