Here I am again in a room of haze,
Eyes lost in a lover’s maze.
Back in the smoke, where the silence bleeds,
Lipstick smeared on old misdeeds.

Here I go again, searchin’ the crowd,
Hopin’ your face might call me out loud.
But I know the truth I try to outrun,
One look at you and I come undone.

I touch a flame, pretend it’s love,
Kissing the pain I'm always thinking of.
Holding me close, I play the part,
There's no one like you breaking my cursed heart.

Now I haunt the places we once knew,
Red dress, cold stare, and a phantom view.
They all see smoke, and never came;
You were the bullet, but I took the blame.