One to two to three to four....

After the first
there is always a second
but its just a curse
and my mind didn't beacon

i thought that just this one wouldn't hurt
but the pressure kept building up and covered me in dirt

and i couldn't get out
i was too far in
and now i live in doubt
it was all just a sin

everyday after that i lived in mourning and regret
repeatedly asking myself why did i take that first cigarette

it seemed so hard at the time to say no
but now the addiction is starting to grow

one after one
secret after secret
is this the thing that i really wanted done
i didn't want it done
i didn't want to keep it

now i live in mourning and regret
asking myself
why did i take that first cigarette