Shanghai Cigarettes

Couldn't wait around just to share a smoke

Burned it down to the filter till it burned my throat

Made me start to think of what I ought to know

So I put out the fire and I wrote you a note

Said ''I just smoked the last from that old pack of

Shanghai cigarettes

Left it all in the past so there's nothing left.

Go on say hello but I hope you know:

This will never be right and I will never let go''

Remember the day the whole thing started?

And the little gold box in the glove compartment

I think I told you so, it was always waiting

To be opened at the first sign of breaking

And I just smoked the last from that old pack of

Shanghai cigarettes

Left it all in the past and there's nothing left

Go on and say hello but I hope you know

This will never be right and I will never let go

Here we go again with the long goodbyes

'cause you let the smoke get in your eyes

Trying to quit will make you wish you didn't

Start

When the box is as empty as the hole in your heart

Cause you just smoked the last

from that old pack of Shanghai cigarettes

Left it all in the past and there's nothing left

Go on and say hello but I hope you know

This will never be right and I will never let go

This will never be right and I will never let go

You won't ever be right, I won't let you go