Cigarettes

Another day in the same ol' bar
I've drank everything, beer and whiskey this far
Dunno why I'm still here
I think I got some demons now ain't it clear

Someday
I'll beat the cigarettes and you

Ain't it funny how the little things hurt
like bringing up memories like stones from the dirt
I found a memory and it hurt me so
I launched that stone, oh yeah there it goes

Someday
I'll beat the cigarettes and you

There's a bag of you that still lives here
I ain't thrown it out, thought you'd be near
A stretched old t-shirt, a bottle of Vok
A Victoria secret set I keep in my thoughts
Come pick your shit up
And walk on back
To your house of concrete
Some boy named Jack

Someday
Someday

She finally left me, I am a free soul
Took everything but my heart through the door
I live out here on sticks and stones
Instead of being sad where corn don't grow

Someday
Someday
Someday
I'll beat the cigarettes and you



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Writer(s): Wade Forster
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