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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