Secondhand Smoke

Sometimes you could hear a pin drop or the ticking of the clock

Between the surface conversation, no matter what they were saying

They never talked

Sometimes I would hear 'em screaming, when they thought that I was sleeping

They'd just fight about whatever, I don't know if they ever had a reason

Am I the product of a problem that I couldn't change?

Got his eyes, got her hair

So do I get their mistakes?

I know that you can't walk across a bridge that's already burned, so

What am I supposed to do?, I can't help that they chose

To breathe it in, but I don't wanna choke

On that secondhand smoke

Sometimes I hear myself saying hand-me-down words

It's so easy to forget that he ain't him and I ain't her

And when I think the fighting has to end in a goodbye,

I wanna prove me wrong, but I'm scared I'll prove me right, 'cause

I know that you can't walk across a bridge that's already burned, so

What am I supposed to do?, I can't help that they chose

To breathe it in, but I don't wanna choke

On that secondhand smoke

Oh, no

Will I be better, find forever, be the one to shake the habit,

Break away from broken things, and rise above the ashes?

I know that you can't walk across a bridge that's already burned, so

What am I supposed to do?, I can't help that they chose

To breathe it in, but I don't wanna choke

No, I ain't gonna choke

On that secondhand smoke

Oh