I smoked my first cigarette For the first time in eight months Cause you were smoking cigarettes Outside that bar on 6th street that you love And I needed it Because school stresses me out And all I wanna do is sit in my room And watch TV all afternoon I wish I had the guts to sing your name But I can't, no I can't Because I am afraid that that would make it real I should've never asked about your past Oh well, whatever I guess if that's what you really want then I'll just go home instead And I'll keep putting cigarettes out on my hands And it's stupid to you But at least it's cool to my friends At least it's cool to my friends At least I'm cool to my friends