You are his secret Mistress
The one to whom he turns
Whilst your toxic smog pollutes my lungs
Your glowing ember burns
When you are gone, he goes quite mad
He really cannot cope
The lighter is the gallows
And the cigarette the rope
You don’t deserve to steal his heart
But sadly it is yours
The smoker always justifies
I’m not breaking any laws!
They puff away until they’re broke
And watch their dreams go up in smoke
“I will quit another day”
Then their will power runs away
I conclude, that you’re a fool
To take a mistress that’s so cruel
You chose a vile and sadist hag
That many others call the fag
Go ahead and choose your fag
But don’t complain that I’m the drag
When you suffer from mood swings
Your vitriol really stings
She’s the one who steals your breathe
She’s the one who marks your death
A life tarnished with regret
That started with a cigarette
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