Chainsmokin Memories

I remember Oklahoma, that Chesterfield sofa

Backseat of your Nova, like it was yesterday

Butterflies on a blue dress, cigarettes on a swing set

Starting fires in my head with the same old flame

Ooh

I light one up, I burn one down

Ooh

I breathe you in, I breathe you out

Good God, it's bittersweet

It's like cinnamon and nicotine

And I don't care if it's killing me

Can't stop chainsmokin' memories

A pocketful of matches, the smell of you on my jacket

Missin' you's a bad habit I just can't kick

I can't quit

Ooh

I light one up, I burn one down

Ooh

I breathe you in, I breathe you out

Good God, it's bittersweet

It's like cinnamon and nicotine

And I don't care if it's killing me

Can't stop chainsmokin' memories (just said)

Good God, it's bittersweet

It's like muscadine wine and kerosene

And I don't care if it's killing me

Can't stop chainsmokin', chainsmokin'

(Chainsmokin')

Good God, it's bittersweet

It's like cinnamon and nicotine

And I don't care if it's killing me

Can't stop chainsmokin' memories