Cigarette
Molly Parden
Watching my skin grow back
I dreamt of a heart attack
You were gonna be my man
My Grandaddy's green almanac
My mind is a backwards track
I bet you want a cigarette
I miss you and I wanna go back
(Back)
(Back)
(Back)
(Back)
Everything's up in the air
I'm watching but I don't wanna stare
I'm waiting but you're just not there
It's hard to know if you care
Who else is gonna be there?
Twisted in your jet-black hair
I miss you and I wanna go back
I miss you and I wanna go back
Wanna go back
I miss you and I (back)
Wanna go back
I miss you and I (back)
Wanna go back
I miss you and I (back)
I miss you and I wanna go back
I miss you and I wanna go back
I miss you and I wanna go back
(Back)
(Back) go back
(Back)
(Back)
(Back)
