i'm leaving you this tuesday, before i lose a lung
we can't break up halfway, so light the fuse and run
i'm leaving you this ashtray, to put beside the desk
‘cause we can't break up halfway, and i am bored to death
of you striking a match and cupping your hands
so i'm getting the patch, and making a plan
well yeah but i could stand
one last cigarette before i quit
one last look at it
‘cause we were good at it
one last cigarette before i quit
one drag, it's so good but i shouldn't have
stayed with you for so long, ‘cause now i can't say no
the smoke i used to float on, brought me down so low, so while you're
striking a match and cupping your hands
i'll be getting the patch, and making a better plan
but what is better than
one last cigarette before i quit
one last look at it
‘cause we were good at it
one last cigarette before i quit
one drag, it's so good but i shouldn't have
made my bed and now i gotta rise and shine
to lie in it with you would be unkind
‘cause we both know, that i gotta go
but i got a minute though
one last cigarette before i quit
one last look at it
‘cause we were good at it
one last cigarette before i quit
one drag, it's so good but i shouldn't have
cancer emphysema heart disease
whoever thought it'd be so hard to part with these?