Things We Quit

Don't know why I'm here again

These kind of places do me in

All the habits I thought I kicked

But there's nothing like a Friday night

A little smoke getting in my eyes

Neon-blue and Marlboro-red

I'm strong enough to give it up until it hits my lips

There's that flame again, that was always lit

Why we gotta miss the things we quit?

Well, I gave up drinking yesterday

At six o'clock, again at eight

And two or three more times before dawn

As far as that old wagon goes

Someone needs to pave the road

It's hard as hell to stay on

I'm strong enough to give it up until it hits my lips

There's that flame again, that was always lit

But why we gotta miss the things we quit?

Nothing like a little lonesome

To get you jonesin'

For a little strong something

To get you through the night

Thought our "on again" was "off again"

'Til the second she came walking in

Oughta have a warning label on that dress

With her eyes kryptonite-green

No matter what she's asking me

The answer is always "yes"

I'm strong enough to give it up until it hits my lips

There's that flame again, that was always lit

Why we gotta miss the things we quit?