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Back in This Cigarette
by Jason Aldean



It's two AM in my new home - this motel room
An ash tray full of lucky strikes
A half spent case of warm Bud Lite
Counting regrets, fighting back tears
Retracin' steps, gettin' nowhere

[Chorus]
Callin' your name, it's a waste of my breath
There's no reachin' you across this cold and empty bed
Stirrin' up ashes, tryin' to find passion where there's no love left
It's like tryin' to put smoke
Back in this cigarette

Come sunrise, guess I'll check out, and ditch this town
Put a few more miles between us
And keep drivin' till I finally mend my broken trust
Hangin' my hopes on highway signs
If I lie here, I'll lose my mind

[Chorus]

I may never know your reasons why
But someday, I'm gonna see the good in your goodbye

Callin' your name, it's a waste of my breath
There's no reachin' you across empty bed
Stirrin' up ashes, tryin' to find passion where there's no love left
It's like tryin' to put smoke
Back in this cigarette
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written by MICHAEL MOBLEY, JOE DOYLE
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