Horrorshow, Jane Tyrrell - Cigarettes Will Kill You lyrics

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 friends comes dressed smart
You offer a la carte
You didn't have the heart

And I want a TV embrace
And I, I'm getting off the 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 ripped and teared
You left me burned and seared
And older than my years
I should have know at first
That you would leave me hurt
You had to try dessert
No way to let off steam
Don't bother milk or cream
No way to let off steam

And I want a TV embrace
And I, I'm getting off the 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

They say cigarettes will kill you
Well yeah, everybody knows that
I read it in the paper, seen it on the news
Shit, they even print it on the pack
And in spite of that, it's an age old fact
That fatal attraction that we all have
Same as the moth to the flame
How we keep on coming back
And I wish I could say everyone was wrong
They were right long before
Ben wrote the song and that's my big mistake
Cause, I'm past my used-by date, so goodbye
You ain't gonna see me again baby
But, I still want my TV embrace
Horrorshow, JT
If you dig let me hear you say

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
I wish I could say that everyone was wrong
I wish everyone was wrong
I wish everyone was wrong
I wish everyone was wrong
I wish everyone was wrong
I wish everyone was wrong