One, two, three, four ♪ Hey, how you doin'? Hey, how you doin'? It's cold, how you feelin'? Cold, how you feelin'? I never wanted a thing from you I only asked for a cigarette And all the shit that you put me through I only wanted a cigarette ♪ You think you're such an artist Such a cold guy Into dies That's true You're not made for me And it's true I was not made for you I was not made for you I was not made for you I was not made for you, yeah ♪ I never wanted a thing from you I only asked for a cigarette And all the shit that you put me through I only wanted a cigarette I never wanted a thing from you I only asked for a cigarette And all the shit that you put me through I only wanted a cigarette, yeah