After The Cigarette

Abby Johnson

Compositor: Abby Johnson

We’ll keep on hiding
Until there’s nothing here for anyone to see
And you’ll keep on searching for something
But your new something looks just like me

I dare you to not look my way
As I walk into the room

We’ll keep on riding
Down familiar roads that we’ll never leave
If there’s a hand gripping my thigh
It better be you in the passenger seat

I dare you to not look away
As I walk out of your room

I know it’s no game but I think I'm winning
A magnetic force from the beginning
While I wait for this to end
I'm gonna say it again

I dare you to give it a day
But I know you crawl back so soon

I dare you to mean what you say
Because I can handle the truth