Here's to the Cold

Your car still smells like cigarettes It's been six months since you quit And I can't imagine it Without it Just give it some time and not let go Cause it feels so odd and out of place Like a busy street goes dead in a storm I was just the background noise Your feet were cold and out of touch I guess you hadn't had enough Like an old machine softly Blowing out its last breathe You made it easy on us Cause you knew you couldn't make a scene The car died And you were a lost cause Tires split wide open Like a shirt in the laundry Start's to shrink Such a damn, shame You were spitting at my feet Cursed the way its always been Now you're once a politician No you're always talking politics You made it easy on us You knew you couldn't make a scene You made it easy on us You wasted so much effort On us I think we're all just waiting For the storm to pass