[Intro — quiet, just a hum and a lighter click]
Mm… pour two glasses…
Talk ’til the smoke runs out…
[Verse 1]
Porch light hummin’, bugs against the screen
You’re pourin’ soju slow, sweetest thing I’ve seen
I light one up, just to have somethin’ to hold
Your laugh cuts through the dark better than gold
We don’t need music, we don’t need a plan
Just ice cubes cracklin’ in a paper cup in your hand
[Pre-Chorus]
Ain’t fancy, ain’t clean, ain’t a postcard scene
Just you and me and everything in between
[Chorus]
You taste like cigars and soju
Bitter and sweet, and I don’t want a cure to
This slow kind of burnin’, this warm kind of ache
You’re the one good habit I refuse to break
Cigars and soju, under a porch light glow
Baby, I’ve got nowhere else I need to go
Just you, just this, just a little more time
You taste like cigars and soju, and baby, you’re mine
[Verse 2]
You steal my last drag, don’t even ask
Say “sharing’s the rule” like it’s some kind of task
I say “take it all” — I mean more than the smoke
I mean the version of me that finally woke up
Stars comin’ out slow like they’re in no rush
Neither are we, baby, neither are we, hush
[Pre-Chorus]
Ain’t fancy, ain’t clean, ain’t a postcard scene
Just you and me and everything in between
[Chorus]
You taste like cigars and soju
Bitter and sweet, and I don’t want a cure to
This slow kind of burnin’, this warm kind of ache
You’re the one good habit I refuse to break
Cigars and soju, under a porch light glow
Baby, I’ve got nowhere else I need to go
Just you, just this, just a little more time
You taste like cigars and soju, and baby, you’re mine
[Bridge — soft, almost spoken]
They say bad habits never love you back
But you’re the exception, you’re the one good crack
In all my discipline, in all my rules
I’d break every one of ’em, baby, I’m a fool for you
[Final Chorus — fuller, warmer]
You taste like cigars and soju
Bitter and sweet, and I don’t want a cure to
This slow kind of burnin’, this warm kind of ache
You’re the one good habit I refuse to break
Cigars and soju, ’til the night runs dry
Baby, stay right here, don’t even ask me why
Just you, just this, just a little more time
You taste like cigars and soju, and baby, you’re mine
[Outro — fading, lighter click again]
Pour one more…
We got time…
