Habits

I used to have a heart of gold
You loved to hold
You'd put it in your pocket
And hide it from the cold
And we would go dancing
Out in the street
You tasted like summer
Didn't mind losing sleep

I picked up your habits
I learned from the best
I turned a heart to ash
Like a drunken cigarette
I don't feel nothing inside
As I look into your eyes
Or maybe I'm just jealous
She feels enough to cry
You taught me how to run someone low after the high
Just leave before you say goodbye

And do I ever cross your mind
Our missed road of life
Or am I just another
Going down 35
I guess it don't matter
I learned what I need to know
To never let someone
Be so damn close

I picked up your habits
I learned from the best
I turned a heart to ash
Like a drunken cigarette
I don't feel nothing inside
As I look into your eyes
Or maybe I'm just jealous
She feels enough to cry
You taught me how to run someone low after the high
Just leave before you say goodbye

Oh oh oh
Woah oh oh
Oh oh oh oh



Credits
Writer(s): Rose Falcon, Wyatt Flores
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