My hands reek of cigarettes
And my lips are dry
But I'd quit if you asked me to

So why don't you
You let me slowly **** myself
**** whatever we have
With fights about nonsense

"Could you stop please"
"Why don't you come home"
"It's been two weeks"
"The house reeks"

My minds a blur
And im clouded by smoke
In hopes it'll blow away and
There you'll be

Forgiving me for my sins
But that's not where it begins
I know it's within
And I just can't find it in me to stop

**But I would if you asked me to