"Take another hit, breathe in deep

Fell the tar coat my lungs


As smoke circles like your hand around my


Now is not the time for doubt

Yet ashes blind my inhibitions for just a moment while

In my mind you cry

Tears of solitude that I cannot


I will not compromise the blood in my veins

Though poisoned by cigarettes

And misery that stains

With one question upon my blackened fingertips:

'Why must I be punished for loving you?' "