Home Grown

cigarettes and lonely nights
my stomach burns with butterflies
this emptiness fells like a midnight city sky
i just want to feel your skin
trace every line and back again
and breath in your every breath just like it was my own
whoa
im missing you tonight
and every second cuts just like a knife, whoa
whoa
im missing you tonight
cigarettes and lonely nights
the smoke stings my sleepless eyes
i squint the world into a thousand blinding lights
my shaking hands hold photographs
that bring so many memories back
they're torn and creased from all these nights they had to last
whoa
im missing you tonight
and every second cuts just like a knife, whoa
whoa