Cigarettes

Cigarettes by Noah Gundersen

You remind me of cigarettes,
The way I hold you in my chest,
The way you kiss me with your filter breath,
And I keep thinking I'm getting over this.

Chorus:
Once you had me, you don't have me anymore,
I don't crave you in the morning, or at the company store,
I don't use you to escape, in my fingers out the door,
Once you had me, you don't have me anymore.

But honey you're smooooooooooth (x4)

You don't make me coooool,
And I can carry on fine without you,
You're a spirit and you can't be beat,
When I'm jonesin(?),  honey I buy cheap.

Yeah but the truth is, that you do,
not the way you used to suck in the poison from the wound
but I buy 'em, and I smoke 'em 
in the nighttime, sure enjoy 'em

Because honey you're smoooooooth.

Thanks Paul. 

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