One Hundred Cigarettes - Molly Johnson

Lord I smoked one hundred cigarettes

Waiting for your call, but it ain’t come yet

I’m just waiting on your footsteps in my hall

And I’m just waiting for this ash to fall

While I’m counting my regrets

I’m gonna smoke one hundred cigarettes

My porch light is on, and I’ve unlocked my door

My eyes are red and my throat is sore

I’ve checked my mail and I watch my phone

And I’m wondering when you’re coming home

So while I’m counting my regrets

I’m gonna smoke one hundred cigarettes

How much longer can I watch my own TV

Now I’ve seen how white my shirts can be

One more smoke, I’ll take one more sip

Before I wipe your name right off my lips

So while I’m counting my regrets

I’m gonna smoke one hundred cigarettes

So while I’m counting my regrets

I’m gonna smoke one hundred cigarettes

Before I see that rising sun

I believe I smoked one hundred and one