Stolen Car

A stolen car, we drove it far And we were way too high Sun is hot, these humid thoughts Cigs between your smile Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah Cigarette Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah Cigarette My phone is dead by 2 a.m. So please don't blow my line My face is numb, I'll make you come Just hold the gun and blow my mind These cigarettes don't taste the same When I'm not dancing with you I told myself I'd hold myself But I've been drinking, thinking of you I have no problem making love It's keeping it that's tough Your cigarettes don't burn enough Girl, I can't fall in love I find myself still running back to you And I don't even know why Don't even know why Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah Cigarette Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah Cigarette I see you creeping on my homies You think that's gon' piss me off And on the weekends, we be freakin' When you smoke, you always cough You're awesome, awesome Beg your pardon, let's have sex, then call it off I wish I trust myself enough Been getting stuck, but fuck it, I'm fine Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah Cigarette Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah