Stolen Car

A stolen car, we drove it far
And we were way too high
Sun is hot, these humid thoughtsCigs 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