Quit Smoking

I’ve cut out the distractions to get better
Taking small steps, I became your emotional target
We’re meeting up at our old hangout spot
I’ll sing and eat with you, I’ll cover the bill
Keeping up good habits

You say you’ve been pretty happy lately
Had a few drinks, sang a few songs, but then you cried
I want to comfort you, but I don’t know where I stand
Listening to you talk, watching you cry, losing your hair
I’ve got my own issues

Quitting smoking, I’m not used to it
What am I supposed to do without you?
Three years and one week
And I finally learned how to hold on

The pain you caused me
Came without a single blame
Quitting smoking, drowning in sadness
I don’t want this (nobody wants this)