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And the morning comes with coffee we can share And the smell of cigarettes is in your hair There's the sound of shouts outside the hotel room Like the night before when cameras flattered you And if we don't have a future If our lives split like shattered bits of glass And if we don't have a future just leave your autograph And the night before the neon lit our fate And our shadows painted many different shapes But now the mood has turned complex and altered you There's just the smell of cigarettes left in the room And we fake conversation And we pick thru broken bits of glass And it's all just complication And too complex to ever last And if we don't have a future And if the kiss dissolves into the past And if we don't have a future just leave your autograph |