Portrait of a cigarette smoker at 19

Portrait of a cigarette smoker at 19 Lyrics

I used to be A stereotype
Half alive with half open eyes
With A one track mine
And A flawed design

Feeling like I was lost at sea
At only the age 19
Floating around in alcohol and apathy
Taking in too much caffeine and nicotine

Chorus:
And if we make it out of here alive
Just say you won't look back to see
Just who we left behind

There might not be A next time
With all the ups and down and turnarounds
might not be A next time
Through all the breaking up and breaking down
might not be A next time
Yea we were the ones to say
There might not be A next time

I used to be A stereotype
Someone you'd never recognize
With fingers so yellow that they matched the yellow skies
And theres was a few things I memorized
From all those blurry times
Like bottles clinking under blinking signs
And a few last words from a long lost friends of mine

Chorus:
And if we make it out of here alive
Just say you won't look back to see
Just who we left behind

There might not be A next time
With all the ups and down and turnarounds
might not be A next time
Through all the breaking up and breaking down
might not be A next time
Yea we were the ones to say
There might not be A next time

Chorus:
If we make it out of here alive
(If we make it out of here alive)
Just say you won't look back to see
Just who we left behind
Just who we left behind

After all the f**k ups and fall downs
There might not be A next time
With all the ups and down and turnarounds
might not be A next time
Through all the breaking up and breaking down
might not be A next time
Yea we were the ones to say
There might not be A next time
(might not be A next time)
might not be A next time
Theres might not be A next time

Words to live by
We're all doing just fine