Mrs. Marlboro Red

[Verse 1]
So I opened the door
Heard yelling, think I heard a voice before
She had a long red dress with a slit in her chest
Cigarette between her fingers, relieving the stress I guess
Her and her husband going at it
She calling him a lowlife, he calling her an addict
Spending all her money on them cancer sticks
And every dime he gets, he gambles it
Hands on his back as she push him out the door
Singing, “I ain’t putting up with your ish anymore”

[Verse 2]
Inhale the cancerous smoke screen
Her eyes had no hope, broke dreams
Tears stream down her face with a smile
She said, “I ain’t cried in a while”
And though the circumstances, she dances
Blows me a kiss for her secondary chances
Of love, and I can tell her heart’s in the right place
But I refuse, I’m afraid that I might taste
Nicotine but her ruby red lipstick
So infatuating, hard to resist it
But I did, I’m just a kid, at heart
I’m not ready to go through what he did
So I leave while the door close behind
But before I walk home, I peep through her blinds
Her dress sway to a jazzy melody, she
Sang, “guess I’m meant to be lonely”