Pressing down hard on the silver ashtray
You reach out for a new pack of Seven Star
You’re a heavy smoker, could never quit
Always holding onto that rectangular box
That raspy voice sounds so beautiful
Staring at the empty smoke
Laughing, you say you’ll quit when you get a girlfriend
Those words hung in the air
Heavy smoke
If you’re hands are lonely
I’ll bind them together with mine
Heavy smoke
Or maybe I’ll take a deep breath
Become the color of you
Neatly packed, you pick one out
I smile and say I want one, too
You scolded me, “These aren’t for kids”
The type of kindness that hurts
Heavy smoke
If your lips are lonely
I’ll bind those lips with mine
Heavy smoke
Or maybe I’ll take a deep breath
And bask in a poison stronger than you know
You should already know
Like how the smoke disappears when you try to grab it
You always depend on a woman
Heavy smoke
If you’re hands are lonely
I’ll bind them together with mine
Heavy smoke
Or maybe I’ll take a deep breath
Become the color of you
Heavy smoke
If your lips are lonely
I’ll bind those lips with mine
Heavy smoke
Or maybe I’ll take a deep breath
And bask in a poison stronger than you know
Bask in a poison stronger than you know