Stale Cigarettes Stale cigarettes, cheap motel rooms Endless schemes, payoff soon Lure of danger for your old man Twist in the gut, does the best he can When you’re forced to consider Who are you What’s a child to do When you face that mirror Looking back at you His eyes fierce and blue Deal gone wrong, glint of steel His white shirt red, the blood is real Ringing ears, weight of the gun Stick to the plan, take the cash and run REPEAT CHORUS All your life you’ve had to fight Now you dream for room to breathe REPEAT CHORUS Life starts now for Daddy’s girl Follow him or change your world Long road ahead, things to forget Like the smell of his stale cigarettes Stale cigarettes Stale cigarettes Stale cigarettes Stale cigarettes ©Ricki E. Bellos (BMI)