Yeah, tell your girl that you love her, while holding your cigarette with your left hand and puffing out smoke. Tell her that you love her when she gets lung cancer from your puffs.
Yeah, tell your sons and daughters that you love em, while holding your cigarette with your right hand and puffing out smoke. Tell em that you love em when they get lung cancer from your puffs.
Yeah, berate these idiots all you want.
Complain about them.
Look down on them.
Do it as if you're doing anything to make things right.
Do it as if you're actually going to them and telling them that they shouldn't smoke in front of the people they claim to love.
Nope, that's something you wouldn't do.
Nope, that's something you'd never do.
All you want is to talk about it, to make yourself feel better.
All you want is to complain about it, as if you've addressed the issue and you've fulfilled your moral responsibility.
And that's all that you are,
And that's how you love, you hypocrite.
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