Fresh Pack Of Cigarettes

[Verse]
I went to meet the world with a pack of cigarettes
Into Ghent St. Pieters I fell and I hit my head
I saw the mariachi band
Painting zeroes on their hands
Turned to me "May this be the last spill you'll have"

I met the man with the plan
And the keychain 'round his waist
His limbs were torn
And his speech was rearranged
And then he panicked and held a knife
To the outlook of his life
Bittersweet
But the price you pay for contempt

[Chorus]
And for a while
I thought things went just fine
Packed my bags full of
Periscopes
Still I got no place to call a home

[Verse]
I met a real sweet girl and she told me how she felt
Made a real sweet gesture to come in her bed
And when I asked her why she'd cry
She turned to me and smiled
"Oh boy, this kiss is our very last"

She was a real sweet girl with a pack of cigarettes
Into the east of Diest I fell and I hit my head
Upstairs another lovers quarrel
Much upheaval, and withdrawals
Oh girl
You're the best I've ever had

[Chorus]
And for a while
I thought things went just fine
Packed my bags full of
Dreams & hopes
Still I know
It's just the morning after bed

[Outro]
Morning after bed
Morning after bed
Mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-morning after bed
Ah I see you move, I see you shake
You cannot hide
I will not lie
I will not lie-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie
Hey I told you