I'm giving up cigarettes and I'm giving up you
And I'm only choosing to do one of the two
I will miss the grime on my teeth and the encompassing smoke
But, I will probably forever remember the smell of your soap
Now I can see all that I am leaving behind
While I stand and wait in this blurring airport line
I suppose its good, my lungs can rejoice, for they have found ease
But this pain in my chest tells me one internal organ is not very pleased
It's okay though, I no longer have to fear the end of that night
Because now that day, this day, has come with this mornings light
I'm giving up cigarettes and I'm giving up you
And now I do know I never wanted to loose one of the two