Old 97's - Smokers lyrics

She's a singer I'm a smoker Dragging up all my extra store She was singing I was smoking Saving bu*ts all I can afford I'm just a smoking up what I got heavy into Dragged it up coughed it up Sat up wondering where you gone to All for your return I drank what wouldn't burn And called your name but you never came I'm just sitting up its late It's getting rough It's two o'clock black and white Ceilings got no good advice All for your return I drank what wouldn't burn And called your name but you never came