I was dancing with the devil. I was singing dirty songs. Pouring whiskey from the bottle ‘Til the early break of dawn.
Oh, my gorgeous Arizona Here’s to gettin’ caught with you. I was runnin’ with the wolves. I was howling at the moon.
I felt lonely, lost and stranded. I felt down and torn apart. With no cash left in my pockets. Just a shitty fortune card.
It read, “Strength will find you sooner than you ever thought it would.” Then the pain, it turned to anger. Moved to joy, so now, I’m good. And I’m one pack of smokes from broke.
I can tell I won’t make it alone. So, I’ll keep on fighting. Yeah, I’ll keep on fighting. In the end, will you sink? Will you float?
When you’re one pack of smokes from broke. When you’re one pack of smokes from broke. When you’re one pack of smokes from broke. When you’re one pack of smokes from broke.
I’m just one pack of smokes from broke. Yes, I’m one pack of smokes from broke.
Oh oh oh.
I’m just one pack of smokes from broke. I’m just one pack of smokes from broke. I’m just one pack of smokes from broke.
One pack of smokes from broke. One pack of smokes from broke.
I’m just one pack of smokes from broke. I’m just one pack of smokes from broke.