Let's sit and talk all night like we did years ago
Listening to Brand New through the stereo
Your voice always sounded so honest to me
But your eyes told me this wouldn't last another week
I'll buy a pack of your favorite cigarettes
The same ones that you would never forget
I need your smoke in my lungs
I need your name on my breath
Your lucky lighter is all I have left
We'll give this one more chance, like we always do
We both know it won't last, we won't see this through
You were always good at wasting time
And I was never good at being honest with myself
I'll buy a pack of your favorite cigarettes
I'll buy a pack of your favorite cigarettes
The same ones that you would never forget
I need your smoke in my lungs
I need your name on my breath
Your lucky lighter is all I have left
You always said it was your lucky charm
If that's the case, then why do I feel so out of luck?

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