an old wise man used to say to me don't play with smoke and mirrors and i'd see something you weren't ready to see or worse you might start to believe that you're actually here she was 19 when she came to me and offered her apple in exchange for my smile i would soon fall into her world with my head over heels, never again to stand on solid ground they called her crazy, we called their bluff, and we called each other shit we didn't know the meaning of she was my dream girl, i was her drug and we were two young, dumb, compulsive, loaded guns in love people show you their past by how they walk when there's wind they told you their history, about how close their bones are to their skin she learned to be ashamed of the body she was in from a big world that decided beauty's only in the eye of the thin so it's binge and purge, stomach acid burns she sings perfectly in tune, but no one understands her words she said "build me a castle", so i went to work and ignored the problem in the almighty name of her i've been here before, happens every time i stay so focused on the light i want to go blind as time slipped by, didn't realize she was disappearing into thin air right in front of my eyes an old wise man used to say to me don't play with smoke and mirrors i'm up to a pack and a half a day i sleep by myself, cause there's no one else here