Its Killing Me

Take another puff
Of that cancer stick so thick
I love to see you slowly die
But your saying kill me quick

Take another sip
Of that beer so chilled
Not knowing how much it hurts
For me to let you be killed

Why do you feel the need
To torture me like you do
With all the things you keep from me
I wonder if I really even know you

From drinking and smoking
To my bleeding heart
What will happen next
Will probably tear me apart

But all I can do
Is sit back and wait
Because It won't be long
Till you set your death date.