Relit Cigarette - Lexie Hayden

Should’ve known better, but damn, I love that bar

There you were, blowing smoke rings in the dark

I didn’t waste no time taking a drag

I guess a part of me’s still hooked on what we had

Here I am, quarter after four

With high heels in my hand, slipping out your door

What the hell was I thinking

Putting a match to that old flame?

Ain’t it a shame?

A relit cigarette don’t taste the same

It ain’t strong, smooth, sweet like it once was

Guess I was only craving a first-time feeling buzz

What we had has all gone up in smoke

I just needed one last hit before I let you go

Hre I am, quarter after four

With high heels in my hand, slipping out your door

What th hell was I thinking

Putting a match to that old flame?

Ain’t it a shame?

A relit cigarette don’t taste the same

Don’t taste the same