Slow Burn
I reach for the tip
Of a filtered cigarette
And give it a flip
I think of her as I give it a kiss
Lucky Miss Sweet
Let my tongue be the spark
That comes to flame in your heart
Then one day we may depart
Our sad situations with a...
Of a filtered cigarette
And give it a flip
I think of her as I give it a kiss
Lucky Miss Sweet
Let my tongue be the spark
That comes to flame in your heart
Then one day we may depart
Our sad situations with a...