Pigeon Pit - The cigarette song

^CI am a cigarette In the front pocket ^GOf your leather jacket And my life feels stagnant ^AmNo matter how far you carry ^Fme ^CI murdered my parents And all of my friends ^GIt becomes quite apparent That my life will end ^AmWith my head bashed in and bleeding Crushed beneath your ^Fboot heel ^CWe stand on the levee and my heart feels heavy ^GFuck, this isn’t healthy Your hand is so heavy ^AmI wish we would both fit on my ^Fbike ^CBut there’s just room for one I ride off to the sunset ^GGun on my hip And my brain is a train set ^AmNothing is real But it runs nonethe^Fless

^CI am a cigarette In the front pocket ^GOf your leather jacket And my life feels stagnant ^AmNo matter how fast we drive down the ^Fsilent street