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 her 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

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 her 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 ‘fore you say goodbye