One Hundred Cigarettes

ONE HUNDRED CIGARETTES
 GEORDIE JOHNSON/DAN GALLAGHER
 Lord I smoked one hundred cigarettes,
 waiting for your call, but it aint come yet
 I'm just waiting on your footsteps in my hall
 and I'm just waiting for this ash to fall
 While I'm counting my regrets
 I'm gonna smoke one hundred cigarettes
 My porch light is on, and I've unlocked my door
 my eyes are red and my throat is sore
 I've checked my mail and I watch my phone
 and I'm wondering when you're coming home
 So while I'm counting my regrets
 I'm gonna smoke one hundred cigarettes
 How much longer can I watch my own TV
 now I've seen how white my shirts can be
 One more smoke, I'll take one more sip
 before I wipe your name right off my lips
 So while I'm counting my regrets
 I'm gonna smoke one hundred cigarettes
 So while I'm counting my regrets
 I'm gonna smoke one hundred cigarettes
 Before I see that rising sun
 I believe I smoked one hundred and one