Quit You
I met you at a party
Didn't know what to say
So I smoked and choked my way
Through three cigarettes that day
And now it's six months later
You're the habit I can't kick
Oh this will be the hardest thing
You've filled my heart with nicotine
And I love the way you move like that
Love the way you tie your hair back
Love the way you throw your head back when
You're laughing at me
And I love it when we sit like this
It's quiet but, my god, I wish
Could taste the smoke on your lips
Taste the smoke in your kiss
And I really need to quit you
Cause I can't keep doing this
My lungs feel like they're giving out
Every time I put you to my lips
And now you come on over
And you offer me a straight
Oh this will be the death of me
Quitting you's the hardest thing
And I love the way you move like that
Love the way you tie your hair back
Love the way you throw your head back when
You're laughing at me
And I love it when we sit like this
It's quiet but, my god, I wish
Could taste the smoke on your lips
Taste the smoke in your kiss
And I need to go
Oh my smoking break ended 15 minutes ago
And I really need to quit you
Cause I can't keep doing this
My lungs feel like they're giving out
Every time I put you to my lips
And I love the way you move like that
Love the way you tie your hair back
Love the way you throw your head back when
You're laughing at me
And I love it when we sit like this
It's quiet but, my god, I wish
Could taste the smoke on your lips
Taste the smoke in your kiss
Didn't know what to say
So I smoked and choked my way
Through three cigarettes that day
And now it's six months later
You're the habit I can't kick
Oh this will be the hardest thing
You've filled my heart with nicotine
And I love the way you move like that
Love the way you tie your hair back
Love the way you throw your head back when
You're laughing at me
And I love it when we sit like this
It's quiet but, my god, I wish
Could taste the smoke on your lips
Taste the smoke in your kiss
And I really need to quit you
Cause I can't keep doing this
My lungs feel like they're giving out
Every time I put you to my lips
And now you come on over
And you offer me a straight
Oh this will be the death of me
Quitting you's the hardest thing
And I love the way you move like that
Love the way you tie your hair back
Love the way you throw your head back when
You're laughing at me
And I love it when we sit like this
It's quiet but, my god, I wish
Could taste the smoke on your lips
Taste the smoke in your kiss
And I need to go
Oh my smoking break ended 15 minutes ago
And I really need to quit you
Cause I can't keep doing this
My lungs feel like they're giving out
Every time I put you to my lips
And I love the way you move like that
Love the way you tie your hair back
Love the way you throw your head back when
You're laughing at me
And I love it when we sit like this
It's quiet but, my god, I wish
Could taste the smoke on your lips
Taste the smoke in your kiss
Credits
Writer(s): Jess Aers
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