Cigarettes Will Kill You Lyrics by Ben Lee

Cigarettes Will Kill You Lyrics

    You throw me in a pan
    You cook me in a can
    You stretch me with your hands

    You love to watch me bake
    You serve me up with cake
    And that's your big mistake

    Your guest comes in dressed smart
    You offer a la carte
    You didn't have the heart

    And i want a tv embrace
    And i, i'm getting off your boiling plate
    They swore you'd steal my steam to feed your dream
    And then be gone
    I wish i could say that everyone was wrong

    You left me burned and seared
    You left me ripped and teared
    And older than my years

    I should have know at first
    That you would leave me hurt
    You had to try dessert

    No way to let off steam
    Don't bother milk or cream
    No way to let off steam

    And i want a tv embrace
    And i, i'm getting off this boiling plate
    They swore you'd steal my steam to feed your dream
    And then be gone
    I wish i could say that everyone was wrong

    It must feel good to stand above me
    While i make you so proud of me
    It must feel good that i'm now gone
    I wish i could say that everyone was wrong
    I wish everyone was wrong
    I wish everyone was wrong
    I wish everyone was wrong
    I wish everyone was wrong
    I wish everyone was wrong

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