I guess that's what I get for wishful thinking I don′t wanna smoke on these cigarettes no more It's gonna take a miracle to bring me back You don′t even recognize the ways you hurt me, do you? I gotta go, I gotta wean myself off of youĪnd I'll never give myself to another the way I gave it to you The only problem is that you was using me ′Cause anytime that you needed me I′d be there I guess that′s what I get for wishful thinkingĭamn, ain′t it crazy when you're love swept I don't wanna smoke on these cigarettes no more