Said it sticks to your fingers and your clothes
And you think we don't know, but we all know
'Cause it sticks to your fingers and your clothes

I was half-drunk walking you to bed
I was older than you, but I was younger then
I was never gonna listen how you wanted it
But I wanted to so bad

I was learning what addiction is
We didn't know what we were doing then, oh
But I was hanging on your fingers and your clothes

Said it sticks to your fingers and your clothes
And you think we don't know, but we all know
'Cause it sticks to your fingers and your clothes
They said, tell me where your mind goes
Four years and you're still not over it
For something that was shorter than a cigarette
But it sticks to your fingers and your clothes

And I need you more and more
'Cause I feel you less and less
And you're slipping through my hands
Please, there's nothing after you
There's nothing after this

Said it sticks to your fingers and your-
And you think we don't know, but we all know
'Cause it sticks to your fingers and your clothes
Tell me where your mind goes
Four years and you're still not over it
Being 16 and stealing mom's cigarettes
But I feel it every time I smoke