Alcohol and Cigarettes by The Hard Aches Lyrics
Well I kind of, quit drinking
When you kind of, quit smoking
But I can still, strongly smell it on your clothes
And you can probably tell that I haven't been home
Since last weeks shows
When I sweated my self a storm
And I selfishly sunk, my soul into the floor
And probably pissed off a lot of people
Probably pissed on a lot of peoples things
And I really can't stand flying no it's not a height thing to act surprised
But I just, can't stand all the stale conversations, that I'm destined to start with myself
Or anyone next to me who'll listen
To me complain about the weather
Or the way things used to be
None of this will even matter
Just soon there'll be a stranger in your seat
And I'm not sure how I look
Cause I don't catch, much sleep these days
And I should, probably write that book, I swore I'd write at 17
Though I have, tried a million times
Now I re, write re-write re-write re-rinse repeat
And one day I'll grow up to be
Far from the man that you wanted of me and that's all
But I heard that I'm the first to prove you wrong
Well maybe I should drive home
And visit my birth mother so
She can remind me of how
I'm a complete fucking wreck
Get some things off my chest
Put my patients to the test
Never asked you for much
Just the occasional lunch
Some cash every now and then
That I'll give, back when I get paid
For all the sweaty shows I play
Clear this debt that I refuse to pay
This bathroom sinks, piling up
Ever since my coming of age
And I should, learn to learn from all the dumb mistakes that I have made
Like, driving when I shouldn't
And loving girls from inter-state
And living with that guy I should've, never trusted from, the day we met
But I guess I'll live and lose and learn
Not to do the same again
I guess I'll live and lose and learn
Not to do the same again
Not to do the same again
And one day I'll grow up to be
Far from the man that you wanted of me and that's all
But I heard that I'm the first to prove you wrong
When you kind of, quit smoking
But I can still, strongly smell it on your clothes
And you can probably tell that I haven't been home
Since last weeks shows
When I sweated my self a storm
And I selfishly sunk, my soul into the floor
And probably pissed off a lot of people
Probably pissed on a lot of peoples things
And I really can't stand flying no it's not a height thing to act surprised
But I just, can't stand all the stale conversations, that I'm destined to start with myself
Or anyone next to me who'll listen
To me complain about the weather
Or the way things used to be
None of this will even matter
Just soon there'll be a stranger in your seat
And I'm not sure how I look
Cause I don't catch, much sleep these days
And I should, probably write that book, I swore I'd write at 17
Though I have, tried a million times
Now I re, write re-write re-write re-rinse repeat
And one day I'll grow up to be
Far from the man that you wanted of me and that's all
But I heard that I'm the first to prove you wrong
Well maybe I should drive home
And visit my birth mother so
She can remind me of how
I'm a complete fucking wreck
Get some things off my chest
Put my patients to the test
Never asked you for much
Just the occasional lunch
Some cash every now and then
That I'll give, back when I get paid
For all the sweaty shows I play
Clear this debt that I refuse to pay
This bathroom sinks, piling up
Ever since my coming of age
And I should, learn to learn from all the dumb mistakes that I have made
Like, driving when I shouldn't
And loving girls from inter-state
And living with that guy I should've, never trusted from, the day we met
But I guess I'll live and lose and learn
Not to do the same again
I guess I'll live and lose and learn
Not to do the same again
Not to do the same again
And one day I'll grow up to be
Far from the man that you wanted of me and that's all
But I heard that I'm the first to prove you wrong