Cutting back on the drink and the smoke,
The reasons are many, you see.
There's the money and mess and the choke,
It'll make a much better me.

And there's one who I hope to make mine,
Objects to the smell and effects,
Of the vile cigarettes and the wine.
Her wishes I do so respect.

Though withdrawal's gonna be painful,
It's pain I believe I can stand.
Overall results will be gainful,
Of taking my habits in hand.

Addiction's insidious voices,
Try to make you think it's a need,
To make you think there's no choices,
While itself it is trying to feed.

It's my own hands, my lips and my mind,
They're mine to control with my will.
I am sure as I try I will find,
My wish to abstain I'll fulfill.