Smoke

And I lost my mind in the middle of Toronto
 I was spending nights at home full throttle
 I was breaking your heart, breaking my heart, revenge
 And I feel just like I woke up in somebody else's skin
 Who else is gonna remind you to take a picture of them?
 Well they brought hearts and daggers, they wrote songs about you
 When they tied you up in the thorns and ladders
 And you never ended up coming home
 You just became something like some smoke that I tried too hard to hold
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 And when I awoke, everything had changed you see
 I left my home, returned something different
 I was bleeding to death, beaten to death with regret
 
 And nobody else can see it
 But there's something underneath my skin
 And I wish I could tell you, I had the worst little dream
 And they brought hearts and daggers, they wrote songs about you
 When they tied you up in the rungs of ladders
 And you never ended up coming home
 You just became something like some smoke that I tried too hard to hold
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 And the black clouds came and darkened all our insides
 There were newspaper clippings with horrible headlines
 Of doom and despair and your name and my name said
 "Who will save you from the truth of the matter that your love, though like gold is gone?"
 And they brought hearts and daggers
 They wrote songs about her
 When they tied you up in the rungs of ladders
 And you never ended up coming home, you just
 Became something like a dream I saw where they brought
 Hearts and daggers, they wrote
 Songs about you, when they
 Tied you up and you hung from ladders
 And you never ended up coming home
 You just became something like some smoke that I tried too hard to hold