Smokers
Sheâ"š¬â"ž¢s a singer Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m a smoker
Dragging up all my extra store
She was singing I was smoking
Saving butts all I can afford
Iâ"š¬â"ž¢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 wouldnâ"š¬â"ž¢t burn
And called your name but you never came
Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m just sitting up its late
Itâ"š¬â"ž¢s getting rough
Itâ"š¬â"ž¢s two oâ"š¬â"ž¢clock black and white
Ceilings got no good advice
All for your return I drank what wouldnâ"š¬â"ž¢t burn
And called your name but you never came