[Verse 1] We were killing time behind the mall Parking lot throne Cracked asphalt You lit a flame with shaking hands Said "Nothing real goes as planned"
[Chorus] You were my last cigarette in July Burned too fast Left smoke in my eyes I swear I taste you every time I breathe in Yeah You were gone But you still live on my skin
[Verse 2] Your stickered car That crooked grin Screaming along to songs we didn't fit in You drew a heart on the fogged-up glass Said "Promise me this won't pass"
[Chorus] You were my last cigarette in July Burned too fast Left smoke in my eyes I swear I taste you every time I breathe in Yeah You were gone But you still live on my skin
[Bridge] Did you get out of this nowhere town? (hey!) Or are you still burning yourself down? I quit the pack I cut the ties But some nights I still step outside
[Chorus] You were my last cigarette in July Burned too fast Left smoke in my eyes I swear I taste you every time I breathe in Yeah You were gone But you still live on my skin
Styl muzyki
rock, Crunchy modern rock with a tight three-piece band, male vocals pushed forward. Guitars start palm-muted and tense, opening into wide, open chords on the chorus; bass glues the low end with a driving drum groove and crisp hats. First verse sits simmering, chorus explodes with doubled vocals and a soaring harmony on the hook; bridge drops to half-time with a reverb-soaked lead line before a final, shout-along chorus.