Smoke Cigarettes

Spend the night alone inside a sunday suit
Kill a living friend over an upscale look
It’s hard to give a hadn when i’ve got only two
Dont' look now, or you’ll see me under
With a dirty face i try to smile my teeth
It’s hard to make it work cause i can barely breathe
I think it’s there but i know a little less than i think
And you came through with a likely number
We take
What we want
It dont matter
Where it’s from
We’re two of a kind
And i love you in my mind