Breaking - Smoking Popes

Breaking, breaking up

Breaking, breaking up

Breaking up with you

Breaking, breaking down

Breaking, breaking down

Breaking down without you

I saw you standing in my dead sparrows

I should have known but who could have guessed

And when we kissed I felt like a woman

And I was shocked and you’d get offended

Now I’ve spoken

Spoken till I can’t breathe

Spoken till I cannot breathe your name

Smokey, smokey trouble

Smoke gets in my eyes

And I can’t see your face

I was walking in your shadow

Until you turned out the light

I stumbled around

I was lost but now I’m crying