Letras:Russian Red. Cigarettes.

Now tell me what it is, it isn't fair
cause Im wasting time, but it isn't my heart
it isn't my fault.
And every situation understands, well
The anecdote of chasing the location to your door,
Yeah yeah? da da?

Cause I'm wasting time, now Im wasting money again
And all the cigarettes that I have never smoked.
And all the letters that I have never sent, da da?

And he was sitting by the swimming pool
But he was scared, cause it wasn't his time, it wasn't his chance.
Getting olders not been on my plans
But its never late, its never late enough for me to stay, da da?

Cause I'm wasting time, now I'm wasting money again
And all the cigarettes that I have never smoked.
And all the letters that I have never sent, da da?