And the morning comes with coffee we can share
And the smell of cigarettes is in your hair
There's a sound that 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
Your autograph
And the night before the neon lit our fate
And our shadows painted many different shapes
But now the moon has turned complex and altered you
There's just a smell of cigarettes left in the room
And we made fake conversation
And we pick through broken bits of glass
And it's all just complication
And too complex to ever ask
'Cos if we don't have a future
And if this kiss dissolves into the past
And if we don't have a future
Just leave your autograph
Your autograph
Just leave your autograph
Your autograph
Just leave your autograph
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