Your backyard, my second home
Sit with you and lets get stoned
Kicking in your room with coffee
Playing songs you wanna show me
Drinking wine till 3 am
Till I can’t even spell your name

We don’t have to go and party
You don’t even have to text me
All those days are in the past
But I still wonder if you have

Nicotine for breakfast and nicotine for lunch
All you drink is coffee and smoke your white girl brunch
Nicotine for breakfast and nicotine for lunch
All we drink is coffee and smoke our white girl lunch

On your roof, we’d watch the time fly
Sit and talk as people walked by
How’d we both get into smoking
Tried a cig, but we were joking
Now you’re off in God who knows where
You promised me and you said you swear

You said we would go and party
Now I just wish you would text me
Why am I stuck in the past
Remembering all the times we had

Nicotine for breakfast and nicotine for lunch
All you drink is coffee and smoke your white girl brunch
Nicotine for breakfast and nicotine for lunch
All we drink is coffee and smoke our white girl brunch

MAN WOMAN GUN