I never take smoke breaks

I could but I don't, I could but I don't 'cause I know

There's a smoker inside of me somewhere

And I don't wanna let him out

So I catch myself glancing

From the backseat

On the trip home to Plymouth from Lansing

At the pack you keep in the cupholder

Bought some Marlboro Reds for my 18th birthday

And I smoked a couple, only a couple, and gave the rest away

'Cause I don't wanna think that it's already too late

So I never take smoke breaks

I know that they'll get me, yeah, one day

You'll pull into this parking lot to the sight of me puffing away

Into the second half of the second pack that day

And I know what you'll say

"Hey, Marco, since when were you a smoker?"

Since the day I gave up and decided to f*ck myself over

And it's more a question of when than a question of if

Since that night you hopped out of my car

Left behind your American Spirits

And I keep a lighter in my pocket at all times 'cause

Never know when you'll need one

Never know when you'll need one

Hey, Marco, since when were you a smoker?

Since the day I gave up and decided to f*ck myself over

Fuck myself over