A dirty habit
A toxic crutch
Kills me slowly
And costs too much
I chase the thing I should forget
My mother was a cigarette
Got hooked young
When things were tough
Even then I couldn't get enough
Satisfaction then a flood of regret
My mother was a cigarette
My hands prefer
To reach for her
I breathe her in
And I'm hers again
Gone 10 years but she's still a threat
My mother was a cigarette
I'm tired I choke
I stink I'm broke
May I be so rude as to bum a smoke
The sweetest poison I ever met
You see my mother was a cigarette
My mother was a cigarette