I'm like a cigarette   Flicked off to the side   Burning until nothings left of it   Burning a last glow until someone stomps it out   Not a trace left in it to say it was burning before   No glow   No spark   No life at all   Just a memory of it   How good it tasted   How long it lasted   Just like me a memory   Of how nice I was   How good I was   I'm just a memory   A person rejected and flicked off to the side   Knowing that no one cared   No one really gave a damn   Just flicked me off and stomped me out   Like I had no feeling at all   I had no words to speak   Nothing to say   Just wanted to live in peace   But no you had to stomp out my flame   The flame that burned so high   Is now reduced to nothing   But mist and ash   and a simple memory of me