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Bad Habits


Why do I feel so alone My twenty cats muffle the rings of my phone My old friends tell me that I need more fun The mere sight of my home would make your mascara run The lawn is unshaven so it is hard to stare On the front porch sits 3 years old underwear I can never recollect how it ever even got there Or why I never picked it up I'm alone because I'm disgusting You found something new, must have been good hunting You've kept your mind off me Is it true you really dropped me? I'll take that as a yes I truly with things go for the best You said your officially done because you had it I can't believe you got rid of me, your bad habits
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