Cigarette Scented

Tired of the smell of cigs
You are none of your mistakes
Here on the edge I sit
Was I what you wanted in the end

Dear Ma yeah I hope I make you proud
Never understood my choices
Guess in time we'll figure out
No I don't believe in faith
yeah I'm good for goodness sake
know somebody looking down
Lemme show you what I made from six letters on this page

Tired of the smell of cigs
You are none of your mistakes
Here on the edge I sit
Was I what you wanted in the end

P.S. Mama yeah I hear you loud
You ain't want me in my forties struggling to own a house
Putting food inside my mouth
No a house is not a home
Unless its full of all the people that you love
That's real

Tired of the smell of cigs
You are none of your mistakes
Here on the edge I sit
Was I what you wanted in the end

In the end

Tired of the smell of cigs
You are none of your mistakes
Here on the edge I sit
Was I what you wanted in the end

In the end

Hello my child
My love of my life
Give your mother a call
And just let me know you're alive
I love you
I'll talk to you later