Cigarette Taste

I guess the butterflies were warning signs
It took some time to realise that you're no good
Maybe should've thought twice
I'm not surprised
What did I expect from you?
'Cause it's too much
These nights get too rough
When you run around and act like you don't care lately
You wanna dip your toes but you won't dive baby
Too much
These nights get too rough
Going back and forth it isn't fair baby
I keep on wondering if you'll come back baby
Woo-hoo wa-ha
Woo-hoo wa-ha
Woo-hoo wa-ha
And I romanticised the fuck out of you
And your cigarette taste
And the way that you hold my waist
Always staying out late
With your mates
What did I expect from you?
'Cause it's too much (much)
These nights get too rough
When you run around and act like you don't care lately
You wanna dip your toes but you won't dive baby
Too much (Too much)
These nights get too rough
Going back and forth it isn't fair baby
I keep on wondering if you'll come back baby
Woo-hoo wa-ha
Woo-hoo wa-ha
Woo-hoo wa-ha
Woo-hoo wa-ha
Woo-hoo wa-ha
Woo-hoo wa-ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha