Jimmy Money : The Cigarette Still Burns

[Verse 1] I lit one up the moment you walked out, Watched your tail lights fade and leave no doubt. The coffee’s cold, the clock won’t turn, And on the edge of this ashtray, the cigarette still burns. ⸻ [Verse 2] You packed your things without a word to spare, Took the coat I bought and that ribbon from your hair. You left your ghost in every room I turn, And in my hand, the cigarette still burns. ⸻ [Chorus] The smoke curls slow like a memory, Of the nights you swore you’d never leave me. The flame don’t lie, and the truth still hurts, You’re long gone, but the cigarette still burns. ⸻ [Verse 3] The radio plays a lonesome tune, Like the one you hummed each afternoon. The silence now, it’s hard to learn, Like the way that cigarette still burns. ⸻ [Bridge] It’s got no lips, but it’s kissing me, Like you used to do so carelessly. It don’t forgive and it don’t return— Just a red-hot ring, where the past still churns. ⸻ [Chorus] The smoke curls slow like a memory, Of the nights you swore you’d never leave me. The flame don’t lie, and the truth still hurts, You’re long gone, but the cigarette still burns. ⸻ [Outro – spoken with slow strum] If love was fire, then I took my turn. Now I sit alone, while the cigarette still burns.