My lighter and strings

So you want to call it a problem?
It's just a habit I have
I would like to kick it somehow
It's like quitting cigarettes
But the harder that I try to break these chains
The tighter they get
And the longer that it takes to stop this car
The shorter the ride gets
Do you feel a sense of unexpected?
It's like waking up from sleep
But I would like to keep things quieter
With my lighter and strings
But the harder that I try to break these chains
The tighter they get
And the longer that it takes to stop this car
The shorter the ride gets
I'm on the sidelines
Keeping the bench warm for you
Reserved for old times
With old friends who never seem to age.