Sky is falling

My pillow case still holds its shape
from the last time you slept on it
lights go off an on
smoke too much
get on 89 Vermont's all I need to touch

And the sky is falling down
and i miss you right now

All these moments I tried to hold on
turn your back and suddenly they're gone, they're gone
And I miss you

An Bagdad's in flames
They say it's for the greater good
Dressed up in His name
As if it's something he would do
Photographs and cigarettes are scattered on my floor
Hell if it's someone else's kid why should you care at all?