Didn't Mean to make you cry

I was riding home on the bus today, and I smell something rather odd. I waited a few minutes, thinking it was probably a passing car. It didn't go away, I turned my head and looked over at a fellow passenger. She told me she smelled weed. Me, of course being the naive girl whose never smelled it, didn't actually know if it was or not. But, from all that I've heard about it, it was. It almost smelled like a fire, which, I thought it was at first, mixed with a skunk, and pine kind of.

And apparently the bus driver never smelled the weed that the guy in the back of the bus was smoking.