Up in Smoke

This 9-to-5 sure pays the bills, and when payday rolls around
I guess thats fine, yeah its fine
But the hours spent, oh just to pay the rent
They sure can take a toll on the mind

But at the end of the day I roll my troubles
And light em up, yeah I light em on up

And they float away, just like yesterday
And I choke on tomorrows hope
That i breathe in deep as i try to keep
These dreams of mine from going up in smoke

You bet i burn regret with every cigarette
I lean on just to make it through the night
And i sharpen lead like a gun to my head
Hoping this one's the one that comes out right

But at the end of the page i roll those letters
And light em up, yeah i light em on up

And they float away, damn near run from the page
That the paper never seemed to wanna hold
And i wash, rinse, repeat as i try to keep
These dreams of mine from going up in smoke

And when i decide its time for me to quit and die
Just throw me on the fire and watch me fly

And I'll float away, find a place to stay
High above all the clouds and the hope
So don't you cry for me, 'cuz i'll finally be
At peace with all my dreams, just up in smoke

No don't you cry for me, 'cuz i'll finally be
At peace with all my dreams, just up in smoke