Lyrics:

I'm leaving you this Tuesday, before I lose a lung
We can't break up halfway, so light the fuse and run
I'm leaving you this ashtray, to put beside the desk
'Cause we can't break up halfway, and I am bored to death

Of you striking a match and cupping your hands
So I'm getting the patch, and making a plan
Well yeah but I could stand

One last cigarette before I quit
One last look at it
'Cause we were good at it
One last cigarette before I quit
One drag, it's so good but I shouldn't have

Stayed with you for so long, 'cause now I can't say no
The smoke I used to float on, brought me down so low, so while you're

Striking a match and cupping your hands
I'll be getting the patch, and making a better plan
But what is better than

One last cigarette before I quit
One last look at it
'Cause we were good at it
One last cigarette before I quit
One drag, it's so good but I shouldn't have

Made my bed and now I gotta rise and shine
To lie in it with you would be unkind
'Cause we both know, that I gotta go
But I got a minute though

One last cigarette before I quit
One last look at it
'Cause we were good at it
One last cigarette before I quit
One drag, it's so good but I shouldn't have

Cancer emphysema heart disease
Whoever thought it'd be so hard to part with these?