Had my first smoke in four years today
 I wasn't thinking about my voice
 Or the things that my poor mother would
 say if she found out that I made this choice
 I was thinking about your face
 And the look of disappointment
 That you would surely cast my way if
 you caught wind of the sails I've hoisted
 I float away, path curling like the smoke off my tongue
 Still hurt, emotions closed tight like my lungs
 Know I said I'd never write about you again
 But a promise ain't a promise
 If we both have never held up our end
 No, a promise ain't a promise
 If we both have never held up our end

 Twelve-packs and cigarettes
 I guess they never help
 Think I have some kind of penchant for things detrimental to my health
 I wish that things were different, I just wish we were still friends
 'Cause if there's one thing I know,
 this just all goes to show that a promise ain't
 a promise if we both have never held up our end

 I never should've went to that bar
 I wish I never noticed your car
 I shouldn't have waited, I should've just left
 Now I'm outside my house with a new cigarette to smoke again
 Why couldn't I ignore your glowing skin and smile?
 Why'd I let you grab my hand and lead me in?
 I made a promise to myself to never let this win
 But a promise ain't a promise
 If I can't hold together both ends
 No, a promise ain't a promise
 If I can't hold together both ends
 No, a promise ain't a promise
 If I can't hold together both ends

 I smoked my first pack in 4 years today
 I mean, I guess it didn't really help
 I think I have some kind of
 penchant for things detrimental to my health
 I guess I'm smoking again