Cigarettes at the Citgo
Addiction's Tango: Citgo Smoke & Moscow Dreams
Lyrics
You got a drinking problem, but you’d never admit it
You have a drinking problem, but you deny it
Always sink to the bottom ‘cause you were so addicted
You consistently fall to the bottom due to addiction
Got me hooked on your tongue and the smell of your cigarettes
I am captivated by your words and the scent of your cigarettes
When I was around you, I could barely catch my breath
Being around you makes it hard for me to breathe
She used to buy cigarettes at the Citgo
Reference to buying cigarettes at Citgo
Take a drive to get another bottle of bordeaux
Driving to acquire another bottle of bordeaux
Even though we tried, we fell so quickly out of tempo
Despite efforts, the relationship quickly lost its rhythm
Hearts on the floor, I wanted more
Hearts broken, and a desire for more
Prints taped to the wall of art by fucking Vincent Van Gogh
Art by Vincent Van Gogh displayed on the wall
Took so long to take the subway to another borough
Long journey to another borough via subway
We stayed up all night, thinking we would make it to Moscow
An all-nighter with hopes of reaching Moscow
Her heart out the door, my heart on the floor, ‘cause I always want more
Emotional turmoil - her heart distant, mine on the floor
I got a benzo problem now that you’re not around
A new problem with benzodiazepines in your absence
Think it’ll take me high, but it bolts me to the ground
Expecting a high, but it grounds me instead
Got me hooked on the unpredictability of my heart’s unrest
Addiction to the unpredictability of heartache
When I was around you, I swear to god, I couldn’t catch my breath
Your presence made it hard for me to breathe
She used to buy cigarettes at the Citgo
Reiteration of buying cigarettes at Citgo
Take a drive to get another bottle of bordeaux
Repeating the cycle of acquiring bordeaux
Even though we tried, we fell so quickly out of tempo
Failed attempts to maintain a steady rhythm in the relationship
Hearts on the floor, I wanted more
Hearts broken, and the desire for more persists
Prints taped to the wall of art by fucking Vincent Van Gogh
Van Gogh's art remains on the wall
Took so long to take the subway to another borough
Time-consuming journeys to other boroughs
We stayed up all night, thinking we would make it to Moscow
Hoping for a grand achievement, like reaching Moscow
Her heart out the door, my heart on the floor, ‘cause I always want more
Emotional distance and persistent longing for more
I know you loved me like I still love you
Acknowledging past love, questioning fear of loss
Baby, what are you afraid to lose?
Questioning what the other person is afraid to lose
I know you love me like I love you
Recognition of mutual love, evident in actions
It’s obvious in the things you do
Obvious expressions of love in the person's behavior
I know you loved me like I still love you
Reiterating the persistence of love despite challenges
Baby, what are you trying to prove?
Asking what the other person is attempting to prove
I know you love me like I love you
Confirming love with a willingness to do anything
You know I’d do anything for you
Expressing a deep commitment to the other person
She used to buy cigarettes at the Citgo
Repeating the scenario of buying cigarettes at Citgo
Take a drive to get another bottle of bordeaux
Revisiting the cycle of acquiring bordeaux
Even though we tried, we fell so quickly out of tempo
Reflecting on the quick deterioration of the relationship
Hearts on the floor, I wanted more
Hearts broken, and the yearning for more remains
Prints taped to the wall of art by fucking Vincent Van Gogh
Van Gogh's art continues to adorn the wall
Took so long to take the subway to another borough
Enduring lengthy journeys to other boroughs
We stayed up all night, thinking we would make it to Moscow
Staying awake all night with dreams of reaching Moscow
Her heart out the door, my heart on the floor, ‘cause I always want more
Emotional distance persists, and the longing for more endures
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