Laundry and Jet Lag - Fenne Lily

I gave up smoking when I was coughing up blood

And when I felt better again I took it straight back up

Aching and breaking new habits for me

Not all propensities come with a warning, like you

I’m letting you talk and you’re letting me down

Should have got used to excuses by now

They get a good show, you get a day job

I need to find and believe in a better God, than you

Than you

Washing my clothes as soon as I’m home

Ridding myself of the dirt from your room

Losing the smell of the smoke in the bars

Stains go away but I’m left with the scars, of you

Of you