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

Oo-oo-ooh
I light one up, I burn one down
Oo-oo-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

Oo-oo-ooh
I light one up, I burn one down
Oo-oo-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')

Mm, mm-mm
Mm-mm, mm-mm
Mm, mm-mm

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