Carried

And I need my cigarettes when I write your novelettes

It's the same thing every time pine and pray for your six nine

And I need one single truth cashing in your kissing booth

It's the same thing anyway

Dream and doubt the day away today

Everybody knows it's you

Everybody blows it too

Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah

It's coming on strong

Hypnotizing me this long

So long baby yes I'm gone

Could you be my wonder drug? could I be the one you dug?

It's the same trip anytime, I can't see your sweet sublime

And I need more cigarettes to fill up my confidence

But it never really helps at all, you're still perfect on my wall