.Wrapped up in a short black coat worn thin
A hand around her match to block the wind.
She smiled as the smoke escaped her lips
Then let her hand fall gently away from this.
Cause it's late now, and I'm tired of all these games
And the cold night stings my skin.
I won't say it n.
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