Your words run through my head
Go to bed
and by the kitchen window
it's where I can go
and smoke
Let me alone a while
and I'll return with a smile
for you.
Apologies rehearsed in my mind
k**ing time
and by the kitchen window
it's where I can go
and smoke
Are we just a joke?
like why did the chicken cross the road?
Why did the serpent lick the toad?
Why do birds fall in love?
and by the next day
you're giving up.
I like watching smoke flow from my mouth,
like a dragon or a big machine,
we can pretend it's steam
You snap and you sing,
you can't stop, you're addicted
but roll-ups are cheap
and my technique's perfected.
Maybe quit with gum or a patch.
Maybe we picked the wrong day to stop
and turn back.
(Why do birds fall in love...)