Your car smelled like the cigarettes you smoke at 3am
Wondering how the hell you even got here
Or why it even matters
Your car smelled like a paradox
And before you rolled your windows down
I took in one last breath
It felt like home

But then it got cold and you lit up
Thinking it would take your mind off things
and it hit me
That smokey smell
The one that shortens your breaths
I felt sick
Sick knowing they're the only thing you have
They are your home
And I'm sorry.