Things We Quit

Don't know why I'm here again These kind of places do me in All the habits I thought I kicked But there's nothing like a Friday night A little smoke getting in my eyes Neon-blue and Marlboro-red I'm strong enough to give it up until it hits my lips There's that flame again, that was always lit Why we gotta miss the things we quit? Well, I gave up drinking yesterday At six o'clock, again at eight And two or three more times before dawn As far as that old wagon goes Someone needs to pave the road It's hard as hell to stay on I'm strong enough to give it up until it hits my lips There's that flame again, that was always lit But why we gotta miss the things we quit? Nothing like a little lonesome To get you jonesin' For a little strong something To get you through the night Thought our "on again" was "off again" 'Til the second she came walking in Oughta have a warning label on that dress With her eyes kryptonite-green No matter what she's asking me The answer is always "yes" I'm strong enough to give it up until it hits my lips There's that flame again, that was always lit Why we gotta miss the things we quit?