18 dollars

Flora Cash

I can still remember just the way you tasted
Pack of cigarettes in a basement
A pack of gum a pack of lies

I can still remember just how much I faked it
Box of chocolates and a bracelet
A crappy card a broken heart

Hell of a thing that you put me through
Smell in this room brings my mind to you
And I don t mind it

All - that I felt for you back then is gone
Nah, I won t even beef - I m just gonna leave
All - that you told me was true, well it s wrong
Now, I just don t care what you declare

I can still get high just thinking about us wasted
18 dollars for a case kid
It s all we had it s all we knew

I can still see how you looked when you were grieving
A pair of silhouettes that we re leaving
A pair of shoes the shitty news

Hell of a thing that you put me through
Smell in this room brings my mind to you
And I don t mind it

I m alone and I like it yeah
All alone and I like it yeah
I m alone and I like it yeah
All alone and I like it yeah