I've never met a smoker
who didn't tell me not to smoke,

they look at you, and take a drag,
saying, "back then I didn't know."

There's a part of me that wonders
what they really mean by that.

After all, a world with one less smoker
is a world with one more pack.

Like how a world with one less ******
is a world with one more hit,

And a world with one less pill head,
one more vicodin to give.

So I say "I bet."
with that sweet sour smoke
just spinning around my head,

thinking to myself,
inhale your selfish advice
with your pack of marlboro reds.