Do your lips taste like cigarettes?

Questions running through my mind,

How’d we look when intertwined?

Are your hands big compared to mine?

How do I tell you, “You look fine”?

Tell me something,

Do your lips taste like cigarettes,

that you smoke only on the weekends?

Tell me one thing,

Have you ever had any regrets,

About being just friends?

I wanna smoke

from that cigarette

that just touched your lips,

It’s as close as I can get

to giving you a kiss.

And I wish something would happen,

That you would see me laughin’

Fall for me, come through crashin’

And tell me “You look dazzling.”

Tell me something,

Do your lips taste like cigarettes,

that you smoke only on the weekends?

Tell me one thing,

Have you ever had any regrets,

About being just friends?

Now we’re in a party,

And I’m moving my hips,

You’re as close as you can get

Without giving me a kiss.

And when I asked you for a dance,

You said there is not a chance,

In a navy shirt and black pants,

They were playing bad romance.

Tell me something,

Do your lips taste like cigarettes,

that you smoke only on the weekends?

Tell me one thing,

Have you ever had any regrets,

About being just friends?

Something changed,

that night,

Your eyes were on my lips,

And just a few days later,

You were giving me a kiss.

No more questions in my mind,

And our hands are intertwined,

Yeah, yours are big compared to mine,

And now you tell me “You look fine”.

I’ll tell you something,

Your lips do taste like cigarettes,

that you smoked on the weekends.

I’ll tell you one thing,

I will never let you regret,

Being more than just friends.