Letra de
Veronica Sawyer Smokes

The intro is the same as verse
Uh-oh, my story's not
The oldest of its kind
I was too touched to see you clearly
Far too young to realize
I, I had loved so dearly
Dying just to see you
Dying since I misconstrued
Your blue heart, black eyes
Fading, falling, words I won't forget
I died right when I saw you
While you shared that cigarette
The solo uses the same chords as the verse