Testo Cigarette Song

You just sit there at the table with the paper
Cardinals won again, the market's still the same
If you've noticed things have changed, then look into my eyes
But you won't take the time to try and make me stay

I'm trading in my apron for these cigarettes
You'll learn to live without me when I'm gone
People like to tell me how much I'll regret it But it feels good to feel nothing at all

My eyes are dull from looking up above me
And my arms are getting weak from holding on
I've been praying now, for years, for any proof that I'm alive
And I can't stay here when my hope for change is gone

I'm trading in my apron for these cigarettes
You'll learn to live without me when I'm gone
People like to tell me how much I'll regret it
But it feels good to feel nothing at all

There are days when the loneliness is so heavy
That I can't get out of bed
What I'm longing for is just a little relief
I'm trading in my apron for these cigarettes
You'll learn to live without me when I'm gone
People like to tell me how much I'll regret it
But it feels good to feel nothing at all