Lucky Strike

Half past midnight

Wonder where this life could go

Even my fortuneteller

Said she'd rather me not know

Right now

Sunday morning

Wonder how hot it can get

Something bad is coming

Light my lucky cigarette

We were so lost

We're so lost

We were so lost

We're so lost

Bad news breaking

'Bout my cousin back at home

They said his lungs are blackened

Should have never let him smoke (Smoke)

Now that dad screams murder

'Cause he'll never understand (Never understand)

I'm not my brothers keeper

Keep his blood off of my hands (Blood off of my hands)

We were so lost

We're so lost

We were so lost

We're so lost

Knocking at my door

She said she wanted more

Though you're not my type

I'll let you stay the night

Knocking at my door

She said she wanted more

No, I'm not your type

You're my lucky strike