Cigarette Smoke

Cheap thrills and lonely sweethearts
pass the cigarette
watch the smoke curl
then disappear with the breeze
there's nothing left to hide
so you can just forget the dirty lie
it doesn't suit you anyway
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Spin around in your six inch heels
flash a smile
then down into a split
lick your lips
make the good boys blush
no one knows what you're thinking
but I bet it's nothing good
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Reach into your cute little bag
grasp your bottle of sanity
it goes down so smooth with vodka
passive eyes so heavy lidded
you're addicted to the cheap thrills
wasting away your life
look at what you've become
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No one gave you directions
but you didn't bother to ask anyway
four in the morning
wandering the cold and lonely streets
light a cigarette
watch the smoke curl
then disappear into the dawn
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A fork in the road
a choice to make
throwing away the cigarette
you leave your cheap thrills behind
begin a new life