every time you show up here again
telling me all about what you need
but i'll take what i can get
breathe you in like my first cigarette
i'll take the parts that she doesn't want
take the spark with the smoke
my heart has no pride standing here
good thing i can take the tears
sew you up as i'm tearing at the seams
go ahead and strike the match
breathe you in like my first cigarette
i'll take the parts that she doesn't want
take the spark with the smoke
i know that you're no good for me
you make me weak as i can be
bad habits; there is just no breaking free
i'll take the parts that she doesn't want
take the spark with the smoke