Cigarettes

Laci Kaye Booth

Compositor: Laci Kaye Booth

I was all of seventeen
Going bad boy crazy
Podunk county beauty queen
And not your auburn-headed baby
You kicked me out, I packed my bags
Hair dyed dollar store jet black
You played Jesus Take The Wheel
Every day till I came back

I learned, sometimes, your first don't last
I learned to scream, I learned to laugh
I learned to live with my regrets
I learned I hate, I hate cigarettes

I was all of twenty-three
Didn't know what I didn't now
They swore I'd be the next big thing
But the room was full of smoke
Had to watch my dream fall through
I gave myself a day or two
The same champagne they bought me
I popped it when they dropped me

I learned, sometimes, your first don't last
I learned to scream, I learned to laugh
I learned to live with my regrets
I learned I hate, I hate cigarettes

I remember thirteen
Tip toes in the deep end
And the smell of Marlboro Reds
Every once in a weekend

I learned, sometimes, your first don't last
I learned to scream, I learned to laugh
I learned to live with my regrets
I learned I hate, I hate cigarettes