Cigarette

Okay, here we go

You see we're fucking freezing head to toe
As we're leaving footprints through the snow
It shouldn't feel alright
But everything feels right

And I've known you by another name
It's a name I think you've grown to hate
Are we getting old
Or is it getting too cold

I need to know
So tell me, tell me
I need to know
What have you become

I lit your cigarette
And I hope that I don't regret my life
Why can't I get it out of my mind

I lit your cigarette
And I'm so glad I'm not in bed tonight
Why can't I get you out of my mind

Cause I don't know you, but I'd like to
And I don't know you, but I do
And I don't know you, but I'll try to do
Anything that gets me closer to you

Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh

Thinking back just makes me sad
Nostalgic dreams all look like trash
I'm out of it, I spit it out, I wash my mouth
Stop telling myself, what if somehow

How do you know
What things
You can say?
And why
Can't I stop
Thinking that that's okay?

Am I broken?
Am I stupid?
Am I boring or too impulsive?
Is my humor too specific?
Do you think that I'm obnoxious now?

I don't know you, but I'd like to
And I don't know you, but I do
I don't know you, but I'll try to do
Anything that gets me closer to you

Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh