Текст песни Seth Boyer - Lucky Strikes

you light up my fire escape each night
to catch a breeze, and smoke fills the living room
i wont begrudge that little vice
not when youve been where you have been
and youve seen the things youve seen
seen those things

so i'll let the lucky strikes slide
but you gotta admit this droppin by
and throwin shade aint your best look
ive nothin left to offer you
just empty hearts and dusty shelves
nothin to fix the way things were
and the way they'll always be
the way they'll always be