Cigarettes in the Car Lyrics

A song

I wrote for you my hope

Don't write off your self worth

Gotta put your headspace first

A song

I wrote for you my hope

Don't write off your self worth

Gotta put your headspace first

Got me down in the dirt, face first with the worms

Can you tell me why I feel so cursed? I don't know

But I pick up the phone cause when a grave takes its toll I'm not the one who rolls

Cigarettes in the Car

Left my keys on the dash, at least I won't crash

(At least I won't crash, I saved the best for last)

I try

To find those words but my throat hurts and I might throw it up

And since were cursed come join this verse convinced that were all fucked

(Convinced that were all fucked)

(Convinced that were all fucked)

(Convinced that were all fucked)

A song

I wrote for you my hope

Don't write off your self worth

Gotta put your headspace first

A song

I wrote for you my hope

Don't write off your self worth

Gotta put your headspace first