Feel the way I feel
A taste of what´s real
You´d wish you could fly away
It always seems to ease
The sweet ol´ kiss of nicotine
Sunday I´ll quit smoking
Another promise up high on my list
Of promises never kept
As I walk along this cold, wet street
Hoping to cross Mr. Right,
Some stupid weirdo
Cracks my silence, barking at me
“Hey little girl, wanna go for a ride?!”
Another shitty day, but I let it slide
For a moment it made me stop

Thinking of it
Stop thinking of it

I got back home and screamed
But I don´t think it was loud enough
To bury that sadness
´Cause it really doesn´t seem to become weaker
Now where´s my pride
As I search for pennies
I leave a note on the table
That no one´s gonna read,
“Just gone drinking”
Where am I? What´s that place?
How did I get there?
Excuse me sir, but what´s your name?
A few more reasons to blame myself
As if I haven´t got it all figured out
I´m so sorry, but not that sorry
´Cause for a moment it just made me stop

Thinking of it
Stop thinking of it

Yeah, I got your letter
But I threw it out
Would I have felt better
Reading 2 pages full of shit about how I´m a bitch?
Maybe it would have made me stronger
But right now I need to sleep
And then I swear to you that I´ll be alright
But give up
Hang up that stupid phone
And please help me stop

Thinking of it
Stop thinking of it