Cigarettes

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 know

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

And the same champagne that 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