tobacco in my sheets

there's tobacco in my sheets

i know you won't be proud

you always taught me not to be

the kind of woman

that i seem to be becoming now

there's an empty bag of somethin'

on the table by my bed

yeah

i know you wouldn't like it but

it's the only thing that gets him out my head

oh mama

i hope you understand

'cause when daddy broke your heart

i held your hand

i'm not a smoker or a drinker

just a crazy overthinker

and i need a little medicine

i hope your broken heart

it understands

someone that i hardly know

knockin' at my door

he's a pretty good distraction

but he's not even a fraction of the one before

and if i'm being honest

i'm starting to scare myself

no

i hate to disappoint you

but if i can't tell you

i can't tell nobody else

so mama

i hope you understand

'cause i watched you hiding tears when daddy ran

i'm not a smoker or a drinker

just a crazy overthinker

and i need a little medicine

i hope your broken heart

it understands

i swear

i'm sorry if i'm letting you down

but did you ever feel how i'm feeling now?

can you tell me how you felt right now?

can you be my heroine?

'cause god

i've tried everything else

oh mama

i just don't understand

how you still raised up my brother to a man

were you a smoker or a drinker?

or a crazy overthinker?

did you need a little medicine?

i hope your broken heart

it understands