Lyrics I Talk To My Cigarette - Allan Rayman

I Talk To My Cigarette

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