Cigarettes Will Kill You — текст песни (Lee Ben)

R.J. Johnson/B. Lee
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 seered
You left me ripped and teared
And older than my years
I should have know at first
That you wouldn`t 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