Braces the Fox - Borrowed Cigarettes

We’re sitting on the curb by the corner store Neon buzzing, flickering bored Someone laughs too loud, pulls their jacket tight Tails flick, claws tap concrete floors A lighter clicks, someone swears it’s dead Another one sparks on the third try We’re passing smoke like it’s nothing at all Like tonight doesn’t ask us why I don’t even smoke that much But it feels right tonight When nothing here belongs to us It tastes better, I don’t know why Borrowed cigarettes Passed around in the dark They burn my throat But they warm my heart Borrowed cigarettes Not mine, not yours They taste like laughing And convenience stores Yeah, borrowed cigarettes We cough, we joke, we pretend If it’s bad for me At least it’s with my friends Someone talks about last night’s show Like it saved their life somehow Someone steals my hoodie, won’t give it back Says it smells like smoke now A tune I know gets hummed off-key We’re all a little high, a little fried Trying not to wake the sleeping street Trying not to think too hard Trying not to think too hard Borrowed cigarettes Ash on our shoes Different coats, different scars Same bad news Borrowed cigarettes We don’t care who sees Just kids with fire And bad lungs and good memories Someone drops a joint, someone dives for it Laughing like it’s fine The night smells like smoke and grass And summer crossing a line For a minute I forget To hate the way I look I’m just another voice in the dark Another breath I took Borrowed cigarettes Till the pack runs dry Till the stars blink out Or the sun gets shy Borrowed cigarettes No future, no past Just this dumb little moment I hope somehow lasts Yeah, borrowed cigarettes If we’re wrong, we’re wrong together I’ll quit someday But not tonight Not this weather Anyone got one more?