I Talk To My Cigarette – Allan Rayman

Am I ugly? Ya. Good. I wasn’t happy when I was beautiful
Are you happy? Ya. Bad! You get way more done when you’re angry

I talk to my cigarette, I don’t want this cigarette to end
I talk to my cigarette, I don’t want this cigarette to end

Do you love her? No. Lie! You feel so alone without her
Do I need her? Ya. Good. How the hell do I go and get her?

I talk to my cigarette, I don’t want this cigarette to end
I talk to my cigarette, I don’t want this cigarette to end

I’m very specific who I smoke my cigarettes with
Not much for talking, I’m better at gawking at you
I smile alone, and have conversations about you
You carry on there’s not a goddamn thing I can do

I talk to my cigarette, I don’t want this cigarette to end
I talk to my cigarette, I don’t want this cigarette to end