Demo version recorded to phone at Sutter Street, October 2013.
lyrics
She thinks I’m big cigarette, nobody’s proven that I’ve hurt ’em yet. I go down smoother than a honeyslide, and when I’m through she’s gonna let it ride. Rationalizin’ all the shit I spoke, won’t apologize for what I broke. I might be big cigarette, but you just bought yourself another carton, and I love you with my big black heart.
She’s like a record deal. All that I dreamed about was suddenly real. Jet to meetings on the other coast, getting greeted by attractive folks. Went overbudget and the album flopped, she’s got the masters, I’m as good as dropped. She’s like a record deal. I don’t know if I had what it took, but I looked better than I ever looked.
I wish that it would turn out we were victims of some big machine. One person couldn’t possibly deliver pain so efficiently.
I’m big oil to her, I’m the last guy who’d be loyal to her. I wouldn’t sacrifice a thing for her, round the drain a greasy ring for her. Crushin’ everything she cares about, rushing into stuff I didn’t plan out. I’m big oil to her. At night I kept her warm, but in the day I was the gas she used to drive away.
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