Cigarettes Will Kill You

You throw me in a pan, you cook me in a can You stretch me with your hands You love to watch me bake You serve me up with cake and that's your big mistake Your guest comes in dressed smart, you offer à la carte You didn't have the heart And I want a TV embrace And I, I'm getting off your boiling plate They swore you'd steal my steam to feed your dream And then be gone, I wish I could say that everyone was wrong You left me burned and seared, you left me ripped and teared And older than my years I should have known at first That you would leave me hurt, you had to try dessert No way to let off steam, don't bother with milk or cream No way to let off steam And I want a TV embrace And I, I'm getting off your boiling plate They swore you'd steal my steam to feed your dream And then be gone, I wish I could say that everyone was wrong It must feel good to stand above me While I make you so proud of me It must feel good that I'm now gone And I wish I could say that everyone was wrong (You throw me in a pan, you cook me in a can) (You stretch me with your hands) I wish everyone was wrong (You throw me in a pan) (You love to watch me bake, you serve me up with cake) (And that's your big mistake) I wish everyone was wrong (You love to watch me bake) (You throw me in a pan, you cook me in a can) (You stretch me with your hands) I wish everyone was wrong (You throw me in a pan) (You love to watch me bake, you serve me up with cake) (And that's your big mistake) I wish everyone was wrong (You love to watch me bake) (You throw me in a pan, you cook me in a can) (You stretch me with your hands) I wish everyone was wrong (You throw me in a pan, you love to watch me bake)