The Kindness of Lovers

There's only two cigarettes that matter The first one and the last one you smoke The kind of smoke that gets in your eyes The kind of smoke that makes you choke There's only two kinds of lovers The kind you love and the ones you love even more And the rest are just something you do And they're the ones that always walk out the door They want very little from you They're happy to be with your company There's just two kinds of lovers Lovers like you and me Lovers like we used to be I once talked to Jesus He was sitting on the concrete on the street He was playing both ends against the middle This is what he said to me "Putting one man's opinion Against another man's is just a joke And look at the mess you all have made around here Someday, I'm afraid you'll give up hope" They want very little from you They're happy with your company Just two kinds of lovers Lovers like you and me Lovers like we used to be (yeah) I wish I had a little more time Aw, I'd just waste it A dollar, a dime, what makes the difference When it comes to the end of the day? Most things are unforgivable Cruelty by the human hand And the lies that we tell just to cover ourselves And not to say "I love you" when you can Because they want very little from you They're happy with your company Just two kinds of lovers Lovers like you and me Lovers like we used to be