Cigarettes and Suitcases

Maybe maybe nothing could prepare you But that something and that someday always comes And the only thing around worth hanging onto Is a love of twisted symmetry demanding it be done This way, this way You're always the last to know Your cigarettes and suitcases And so on the story goes You're shell-shocked in your shoelaces And now that you're on your own. And it won't be so far away tomorrow Everybody says cause everybody knows All one by one in single file we follow Paying out the drop like dominoes Today, today You're always the last to know Your cigarettes and suitcases And so on the story goes You're sweet dreams and your sci-fi sunsets And now that you're on your own (now that you're on your own) Now that you're on your own Where are you gonna go? And so on the story goes And so on the story goes And so on the story goes You're always the last to know Your cigarettes and your suitcases And on and on you go You're shell-shocked in your shoelaces Now that you're on your own Now that you're on your own Now that you're on your own, on your own On your own, your own, your own (Now that you're on your own)