| Song | Cigarettes and Violets |
| Artist | Jesse Malin |
| Album | The Fine Art of Self-Destruction |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Jesse Malin/Holly Ramos | |
| 作曲 : Ryan Adams | |
| You smell like cigarettes and violets | |
| You invite me in but won't tell me your name | |
| Your hands held all the aces | |
| Kings and queens but still you lost the game | |
| Messed up like a sunset | |
| Too close to be a star | |
| Messed up like an actor | |
| That got stuck doing porn | |
| Messed up skipping dinner | |
| And living on popcorn | |
| Messed up like a song | |
| Right turn in the wrong lane | |
| A quick fix but all your love's in vain | |
| Best schools worst grades | |
| Sold out but baby forgot to get paid | |
| Messed up like the father | |
| Who couldn't see the son | |
| Messed up like an outlaw who blamed it on the gun | |
| Messed up like an in-law | |
| Who did what one might | |
| We're messed up here tonight | |
| Well there's cops and shoppers on the hunt | |
| I'm writing in a restaurant | |
| A stranger taking orders asked me what I want | |
| Told the secrets of the hope | |
| It seems | |
| Messed up like a martyr | |
| Straight or on the rocks | |
| Messed up like my mother | |
| Crazy like a fox | |
| Messed up like the sunlight | |
| Too early in my eyes | |
| Messed up like a prizefight | |
| At least you could've tried | |
| Messed up like the system | |
| You used to call a sin | |
| Messed up like an earthquake | |
| You couldn't keep it in | |
| Messed up like a birthday | |
| I can't recall the date | |
| But you still love to hate |
| zuo ci : Jesse Malin Holly Ramos | |
| zuo qu : Ryan Adams | |
| You smell like cigarettes and violets | |
| You invite me in but won' t tell me your name | |
| Your hands held all the aces | |
| Kings and queens but still you lost the game | |
| Messed up like a sunset | |
| Too close to be a star | |
| Messed up like an actor | |
| That got stuck doing porn | |
| Messed up skipping dinner | |
| And living on popcorn | |
| Messed up like a song | |
| Right turn in the wrong lane | |
| A quick fix but all your love' s in vain | |
| Best schools worst grades | |
| Sold out but baby forgot to get paid | |
| Messed up like the father | |
| Who couldn' t see the son | |
| Messed up like an outlaw who blamed it on the gun | |
| Messed up like an inlaw | |
| Who did what one might | |
| We' re messed up here tonight | |
| Well there' s cops and shoppers on the hunt | |
| I' m writing in a restaurant | |
| A stranger taking orders asked me what I want | |
| Told the secrets of the hope | |
| It seems | |
| Messed up like a martyr | |
| Straight or on the rocks | |
| Messed up like my mother | |
| Crazy like a fox | |
| Messed up like the sunlight | |
| Too early in my eyes | |
| Messed up like a prizefight | |
| At least you could' ve tried | |
| Messed up like the system | |
| You used to call a sin | |
| Messed up like an earthquake | |
| You couldn' t keep it in | |
| Messed up like a birthday | |
| I can' t recall the date | |
| But you still love to hate |
| zuò cí : Jesse Malin Holly Ramos | |
| zuò qǔ : Ryan Adams | |
| You smell like cigarettes and violets | |
| You invite me in but won' t tell me your name | |
| Your hands held all the aces | |
| Kings and queens but still you lost the game | |
| Messed up like a sunset | |
| Too close to be a star | |
| Messed up like an actor | |
| That got stuck doing porn | |
| Messed up skipping dinner | |
| And living on popcorn | |
| Messed up like a song | |
| Right turn in the wrong lane | |
| A quick fix but all your love' s in vain | |
| Best schools worst grades | |
| Sold out but baby forgot to get paid | |
| Messed up like the father | |
| Who couldn' t see the son | |
| Messed up like an outlaw who blamed it on the gun | |
| Messed up like an inlaw | |
| Who did what one might | |
| We' re messed up here tonight | |
| Well there' s cops and shoppers on the hunt | |
| I' m writing in a restaurant | |
| A stranger taking orders asked me what I want | |
| Told the secrets of the hope | |
| It seems | |
| Messed up like a martyr | |
| Straight or on the rocks | |
| Messed up like my mother | |
| Crazy like a fox | |
| Messed up like the sunlight | |
| Too early in my eyes | |
| Messed up like a prizefight | |
| At least you could' ve tried | |
| Messed up like the system | |
| You used to call a sin | |
| Messed up like an earthquake | |
| You couldn' t keep it in | |
| Messed up like a birthday | |
| I can' t recall the date | |
| But you still love to hate |