My Favorite Kind of Cigarette Songtext

The smell of rain brought me home to a time when I still knew you. We sat on front steps, autumn wind in our face. We drank to break the ice and kissed for the taste.

I don't think I could ever love you more.

We sat on your bed in the dark and you bit my lip. I just wanted your hand. You're my favorite kind of cigarette. I need you in my lungs, but you just want me dead.

I don't think I could ever love you more.

And what am I? Some shitty song you used to hum? No kiss goodbye, you're just moving on. And what are you? You're my everything. What am I without you?