My Last Cigarette

The room in the morning

Watching the rain turn to snow

But outside my window

Sometimes the rain falls harder than you'll ever knowSometimes the things that you love in the night

The morning will choose to forget

I have a habit I have been trying to lose

Everyone thinks they know what they wantSometimes your drug chooses you

There are some things that I've promised myself

Things I haven't done yet

It's my last cigarette, this is my last cigaretteSometimes the people you love in the night

The morning will choose to forget

This is my last cigarette, my last cigarette

This is my last cigarette, my last cigarette