Cigarettes For Breakfast Lyrics by Grace Bowers
2:00 am Avenue Montaigne
Everyone around me getting rowdy with the clique and cocaine
Woke me up in a shit hotel
This looks bad
Why do you want to see the poor like Chanel?
I was wrong about it
Went from a dream to a nightmare
In crowd is overcrowded
Is this it?
I’m so sick of
Cigarette for breakfast, nothing for lunch
The way you looking at me hit me like a gut punch
How you bring me down ain’t shutting me up
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Take your outfit, but all that I get is an ugly dress and cigarettes
Disrespect and cigarettes
Showing up and I’m all alone
You say you will, but I know you won’t
I won’t trust how you’re treating me
You say you believing me
But all that I see of me’s a dotted line
Oh when I was wrong about it
Went from a dream to a nightmare
In crowd is overcrowded
Is this it?
I’m so sick of
Cigarette for breakfast, nothing for lunch
The way you looking at me hit me like a gut punch
How you bring me down ain’t shutting me up
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Take your outfit, but all that I get is an ugly dress and cigarettes
Disrespect and cigarettes
Oh when I was wrong about it
Went from a dream to a nightmare
In crowd is overcrowded
Is this it?
I’m so sick of
Cigarette for breakfast, nothing for lunch
The way you looking at me hit me like a gut punch
How you bring me down ain’t shutting me up
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Take your outfit, but all that I get is an ugly dress and cigarettes
Disrespect and cigarettes
Ugly dress and cigarettes
Disrespect and cigarettes