A Thousand Cigarettes

We must have smoked a thousand cigarettes / In my tiny room at dawn / And as I light on up alone now / I breathe you in but you are gone / The waves crash, the wind blows / But something's missing / Its no fun around here / without your drugs / I change the channels all alone / At 3AM there's nothing on / I fall asleep next to the phone / I can't believe the drugs are gone / And I cross off the days on my calendar until you're back again / I can't believe the drugs are gone / You're face is burned way deep inside me / And at night its all I dream / We stare and kiss and laugh and talk / Like some fifties movie scene / The days pa*s, the weeks go / There's something missing / 'cause life s*cks these days / Without the drugs