Mexican Cigarettes

Dressed up for you in my navy jacket
Heart full of shells and mind made of coast lines
You were so perfect in your sunglasses
With every hour we felt a long time

You could be mine

I fell asleep that night with a new love
I spent the next three weeks in a cold light

Until the next time I feel the same rush
The thought of you keeps me in a dark mind

Drove from Texas for Mexican cigarettes
Hold me closely, hold me closely

You could be mine, you could be mine, you could be