I could use another cigarette
But don't worry daddy, I'm not addicted yet
One too many drinks tonight and I miss you
Like you were mine

All your stormy words have barely broken
And you sound like thunder though
You've barely spoken
Oh, it looks like rain tonight and thank God
'Cause a clear sky just wouldn't feel right.
 [bad word] 
He's taken and leaving
But I keep believing
That he's [bad word] round soon [bad word] round soon I know)
You may be my final match
'Cause I chase everything when you play
Throw and I play catch
It never took much to keep me satisfied
But all the [bad word] you feed me you miss me
You need me
This hungry heart will not subside
 [bad word] 
He's taken and leaving
But I keep believing
That he's [bad word] round soon
Until I see him again
I'm staying believing
That it won't be deceiving
When he's [bad word] round

Well I may seem naive if I cry as you leave
Like I'm just one more tortured heart
These cracks that I show as I'm watching
You go aren't tearing me apart
I may seem naive if I cry as you leave
Like I'm just one more tortured heart
These cracks that I show as I'm watching
You go aren't tearing me apart

The angels said I'd smile today
Well who needs angels anyway?
 [bad word]