Said it sticks to your fingers and your clothes
And you think we don't know, but we all know
Cause it sticks to your fingers and your clothes
I was half drunk walking you to bed
I was older than you, but I was younger then
I was never gonna listen how you wanted it
But I wanted to so bad
I was learning what addiction is
We didn't know what we were doing then, oh
But I was hanging on your fingers and your clothes
Said it sticks to your fingers and your clothes
And you think we don't know, but we all know
Cause it sticks to your fingers and your clothes They say,
tell me where your mind goes
Four years and you're still not over it For
something that was shorter than a cigarette
But it sticks to your fingers and your clothes
And I need you
more and more
As I feel you less and less
And you're slipping through my hands
Please,
there's nothing after you
There's nothing after this
Said it sticks to your fingers and your
Then you think we don't know, but we all know
Cause it sticks to your fingers and your clothes
Tell me where your mind goes Four years and you're still not over it
Being sixteen and stealing all cigarettes
But I feel it every time I smoke