While She Smokes Her Cigarettes

She's gonna shave her legs
While she smokes her cigarettes

She's gonna play Sade
While she smokes her cigarettes

She's gonna lay outside
And get a sorority girl tan
While she waits for her man
And smokes her cigarettes

She's gonna pick at the seams
On the legs of her jeans

She's gonna rip up the rug
Where the red meets the green

She's gonna decide not to call him
And see what that means

She's gonna not think about
Not thinking about him

While she smokes her cigarettes

She's gonna call all her friends
And see if they're still mad at her

See if they're planning on understanding
That she's not getting any younger

And no, he's not perfect
But he's perfectly close

Two doors down
They can say 'Hey neighbor'
And then go out on his fire escape
And make love
While she thinks
I can see
Where I live

Afterwards they light up
And her ash trickles down
To the town where they told her
She'd get older and die
Going from bad guy to bad guy
And that's the only way
To feel alive

She'll pretend going too far
Was a good idea

And that next year
Will be the Europe trip
And maybe Tokyo after that

She'll sit and get fat
On crackers and mac
Cream cheese and soda
Licorice and bread

She'll feel sick and feel fed
And feel happy and dead

All while she smokes her cigarettes

Her phone will be on vibrate
Then ring
Then ring loud

Btu the adjustment won't encourage it
To spring forth any news

She'll tighten her screws
And decide to go out

Meet some other guy
On some other escape
On some other night
On some other date

When she won't be so apt
To make trademark mistakes

Put on her heels
Put on her lips
Put on the dress
That hides (most) of her hips

She thinks about where she wants to go
While she begins to doze
On her old day-glo couch

All dressed up
And the stick still burning

Burning

Burning down

And if one day the house burns down
She thinks it wouldn't be so bad

'Cause the only time she's never sad
Is when she's smoking
Cigarettes