He couldn't sleep at night For fear that she In a stupor from the drugs That didn't ease the pain Would set the house ablaze With a cigarette
I know you're not asleep I can feel you moving over there You've been playing with the seam In your worn out underwear My lips are raw as hell From biting
take a circle. and a straight line. put a match against the open end. feel it burning. see the burning. breathe the burning. until it's extinguished again
opens to the stairs that lead down to the crypt Do you know where you're going When you've taken your last step? Do you know what you get? Cigarette
I check the time, it's 4:00 a.m. And I just passed the westside buildings All the broken glass As I try to shake the cold away, but anyways, It's late
dirty rats We are the dirty rats Get out the beautiful Kiss all the pretty mouths Bite all the sharpened tongues Evil is just a tongue Love is a cigarette
Bring back the memories This one's giving up on you I don't miss giving up on you And there's no more time Forgive me one more time 'Cause I do want
trafalgar square (Cigarette smoke yeah) The cigarette smoke in your eyes Watching a stripper and (Snortin' some coke yeah) Snortin' some coke off her thighs Bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla... (Cigarette
We are your sex toys Plastic cunts and rubber dongs Helping your imagination to grow nice and strong Give you a ticket to the possibilities 'cause society
She was sittin' there kinda distant With her eyes half closed She took a long drag off a cigarette And let it out real slow And I felt something clicking
her name is cigarette and i can't quit 'guess i'm the malboro man she likes my west and shirt more than my cowoy boots i saw her put it on this morning
s way past the hour when most folks retire You said that you'd call me but you haven't yet and I'm down to my last cigarette I'm down to my last cigarette
The last cigarette, last cigarette One I can't forget, the last cigarette Right there at my fingertips Got your taste still on my lips, right or wrong The last cigarette
that rose we tried to find our way No one told me, she told me Your love's like one last cigarette Last cigarette, I will savor it The last cigarette
too And the sound of those Italian engines Is much more the sound of you Miles was a cigarette smoky and long Gonna miss what I never had Now that cigarette
down by itself Every fire needs a little bit of help Nothing ever burns down by itself Every fire needs a little bit of Give the anarchist a cigarette
Bobby For god´s sake, burn it down Nothing ever burns down by itself Every fire needs a little bit of help Give the anarchist a cigarette Cos
're gonna find our way We don't have to work we don't have to pay Hangin' around with a broken friend and an empty pack Of cigarettes trying to find