Lucky Strike

Up past midnight
Wonder where this life could go
Even my fortune teller
Said she’d rather me not know right now
Sunday morning
Wonder how hot it could get
Something bad is comin', light my lucky cigarette
We
We’re so lost, we’re so lost
We
We’re so lost, we’re so lost
Bad news breaking
Bout my cousin back at home
They said his lungs had blackened
Should have never let him smoke
Now the judge says murder
'Cause he’ll never understand
I’m not my brother’s keeper, keep his blood off of my hands
We
We’re so lost, we’re so lost
We
We’re so lost, we’re so lost
Knockin' at my door
She said she wanted more
And though you’re not my type
I’ll let you stay the night
Knockin' at my door
She said she wanted more
And though I’m not your type
You’re my Lucky Strike