Smokers

She's a singer and I'm a smoker
I'm dragging it up all my extra store
She was singing and I was smoking
Saving butts all I can affordI'm just smoking up what I got heavy into
Dragged it up, coughed it up
Sat up wondering where you gone to
All for your return I drank, what wouldn't burn
And called your name but you never cameShe's a singer and I'm a smoker
I'm dragging it up all my extra store
She was singing and I was smoking
Saving butts all I can affordI'm just sitting up it's late, it's getting rough
It's two o'clock, black and white
Ceilings got no good advice
All for your return I drank what wouldn't burn
And called your name but you never came