The scent of cigarettes

Doesn't make me feel like this

And a bottle of wine

Cannot make me feel like this

What do you have

That other girls don't?

Is it that you've suffered

Or is it that you're beautiful?

I'll call you Nastasya

Because she suffered too.

And I think she'll make it

And you will too

You're not a work of art

You're something better

Something divine

And I'm not sure why

But I know it's true

And I know I feel alive.