Heaven knows You've always been La Vie en rose Oh the color when you puckered slow Four in the morning comes a purple glow And I kissed too fast Guess I was worried that this wouldn't last Oh, the summer in your cheeks brushed past How the seasons seem to slip through my grasp When it comes to the moment My enjoyment is hopeless Every time I'm out smoking My worry is near But if I want this so badly Am I just scared to be happy I put my faith in the back seat And drive with blind fear Holy Smokes Queen of my junior high hopes Get in your bug and drive yourself back home Leave me speechless on the side of the road 'Cause I can put this back down All the junior high love I found In a birthday card cut out Of some mem'ries I'm reading through now I guess I'm addicted To pipes and paranoid visions To guilt over girls I've been kissing And missing the point Hell-bent on suppressing All these godsends and blessings That come in some form of lesson And some form of joy You're leaving Richmond Never known a girl more driven Still you miss every minute in Britain All your friends and the wild living Here comes the end of the season Bumming smokes off of Jesus Not every cigarette is a demon If it feels right, then it's reason