Back in This Cigarette - Jason Aldean

Back in This Cigarette - Jason Aldean (杰森·阿尔丁)
It's 2 A M in my new home this motel room
An ash tray full of Lucky Strikes
A half-spent case of warm Bud Lite
Countin' regrets fightin' back tears
Retracin' steps gettin' nowhere
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 checkout and ditch this town
Put a few more miles between us
And keep driving till I finally mend my broken trust
Hangin' my hopes on highway signs
If I lie here I'll lose my mind
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
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 this 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