Cigarettes - Noah Gundersen

You remind me of cigarettes

The way I hold you in my chest

The way you kiss me with your filter breath

I keep thinking I'm getting over this

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 smooth

Honey you're smooth

Honey you're smooth

Honey you're smooth

You don't make me cool

And I can carry I'm fine without you

You're a spirit and you can't be beat

But when I'm jonesin' honey I'd buy cheap

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 the truth is that you do

Not the way you used to

But there's something after you

'Cause honey you're smooth

Honey you're smooth

Oh honey you're smooth

Honey you're smooth