Smoke - Matt Jordan

She scans the room with hazel eyes

Her lonely stare gets locked in mine

My hands shake

My knees start feeling weak

She’s a long-leg lucky strike

And when that moon is hanging high

We go running off

and fire it up in my backseat

Just like that I’m addicted to

her nicotine lips and the way she moves

I can taste distruction on her breath

She’s a habit I should break

I’ve tried forgetting how she tastes

I can’t let her go

when she starts breathing down my neck

She feels good on my lips

I know I’ll never get enough

She’s underneath my skin

and I get caught up in her buzz

We let it up and we let it burn

I pull her in real close

She loves and leaves

I live and never learn

Then she blows away like smoke

Just when I thought I could quit

she leans in for another kiss

I take a hit and she fills up my lungs

I’m a sinner, she’s my sin

Giving up’s a game I’ll never win

That woman’s gonna kill me young

She feels good on my lips

I know I’ll never get enough

She’s underneath my skin

and I get caught up in her buzz

We let it up and we let it burn

I pull her in real close

She loves and leaves

I live and never learn

Then she blows away like smoke

She feels good on my lips

I know I’ll never get enough

She’s underneath my skin

and I get caught up

We light it up and we let it burn

I pull her in real close

She loves and leaves

I live and never learn

Yeah, she loves and leaves

I’ll live but I never learn

She always blows away like smoke

Blows away like smoke

Blows away like smoke