Half past midnight
When like a g***l
Even my fortuneteller
Said she
Right now
Sunday morning
Wonder how hard it can get
Something bad is coming
At my lucky cigarette
We were so lost
We're so lost
We were so lost
We're so lost
Bad news breaking
About my cousin back at home
They said it's
Should have never let him smoke
My dad screams murder
Cause he'll never understand
I'm not my
Keep his blood off my hands
We were so lost
We're so lost
We were so lost
We're so lost
Knocking at my door
She said she wanted more
Though you're not my type
I'll let you stay the night
Knocking at my door
She said she wanted more
No I'm not your type
You're my Lucky Strike
