Cigarette Regret

~ Lyrics ~

You’re my last cigarette

You’re the last thought on my head

You’re the smoke that rides my breath

You’re the last thing I have left

You’ll be my last cigarette regret 

Respect everything that I never said 

I never smoked before we met 

Before you left my bed before you’re trapped in my head 

Before the cigarette burned down to my fingertips 

So thank you old friend for leaving believing in nothing 

And never giving me the chance to be be better than nothin’ 

I never got the opportunities that you’ve given to better men 

You never gave me a choice so how can I be better then 

Yo I just hate the betrayal so you wanna talk about frail 

You wanna talk about some blood and then you up and just bail 

You wanna talk about our family? You wanna ask for some forgiveness? 

I got one last cigarette and you got until I finish it 

You’re my last cigarette

You’re the last thought on my head

You’re the smoke that rides my breath

You’re the last thing I have left

You’re my last cigarette

I’ll never smoke again

My yellow fingertips

Will keep me from your lips

You’ll be my last regret

Along with cigarettes

I’m done with both of you

Well it’s gone, I guess we’re through

I hope you choke on your pride and your words eat you alive 

I hope your pain has painted pictures posted on the other side 

I hope you cry when you see me in your dreams tonight 

The things you did to me will forever haunt my life 

Can someone give me narcotics that are easier to swallow

Than I know that you’re gone and I won’t see you tomorrow 

You can have my heart go find a new one to barrow 

Meanwhile I just hide with a cigarette and a bottle 

But this is my last one not another when it’s done 

You better talk quick ‘cause it is almost gone 

See it’s funny you’re just like a cigarette too 

‘Cause I’m addicted to them like I’m addicted to you, ‘cause your my

You’re my last cigarette

I’ll never smoke again

My yellow fingertips

Will keep me from your lips

You’ll be my last regret

Along with cigarettes

I’m done with both of you

Well it’s gone, I guess we’re through

You’re my last cigarette

You’re the last thought on my head

You’re the smoke that rides my breath

You’re the last thing I have left

(You’ll be my last regret

Along with cigarettes

I’m done with both of you

Well it’s gone, I guess we’re through)

You’re my last cigarette

I’ll never smoke again

My yellow fingertips

Will keep me from your lips

You’ll be my last regret

Along with cigarettes

I’m done with both of you

Well it’s gone, I guess we’re through