Smoke & a Light

Late night, wide awake

Layin' here alone

1:00 on the dot when I called

And she ain't pickin' up the phone

A couple hours later, get a call from her sayin'

That she'll be home in the morn'

Says she's stayin' with some friends for the night, and she's alright

But drank way too much to drive home, I should've known better

Whoa-oh-oh-oh, I don't wanna be home tonight

Whoa-oh-oh-oh, anybody got a smoke and a light?

Whoa-oh-oh-oh, don't you worry, don't stress that pretty head

I'll write some songs about whiskey and cigarettes

And wishin' I was dead

And now she's hot-breathin' on another man

Schemin' about what she's gonna say to me

'Cause she knows I wanted more, but now her clothes are on the floor

And his hands are where my hands should be

And it's too late, or maybe it was fate

I should've seen it comin' all along

Because a good girl, well, she can only be good

Until all that's good is gone, yeah

Whoa-oh-oh-oh, I don't wanna be home tonight

Whoa-oh-oh-oh, anybody got a smoke and a light?

Whoa-oh-oh-oh, don't you worry, don't stress that pretty head

I'll write some songs about whiskey and cigarettes

And wishin' I was dead