She's got the look

Damn right, she owns it

She can break any heart in this bar and she knows it.

She'll ask you for light

Keeps one in her pocket

She gives you just enough to get you walking.

Right outside end of the night

Watching sparks fly from a marlboro light.

But you don't want that smoke

The kind that's in her past

She'll love you 'til the filter and leave you in the ash

Take it secondhand from a fool who knows

You think you're just taking a drag

But you're playing with the fire that will burn you if you get too close

And you don't want that smoke.

Yeah she'll get you hooked, might even call you "baby"

But she's a one-way ticket that drops you off at crazy

Yeah, she'll take your hand

Might even cloud your head

But if you breathe her in, you'll be breathing out an sos.

And you don't want that smoke

The kind that's in her past

She'll love you 'til the filter and leave you in the ash

Take it secondhand from a fool who knows

You think you're just taking a drag

But you're playing with the fire that will burn you if you get too close

And you don't want that smoke.

You don't want that smoke

Take it secondhand, I been her fool before

You think you're just taking a drag

But you're playing with the fire that will burn you if you get too close.

She's got the look

And I've got the lighter

And I'm drunk enough to bum off of her tonight.

Won't be the first

Won't be the last

You can judge me all you want

But you can't say that

You don't want that smoke.