Like an infectious disease
you spread your lies
despite the hurt the pleas and cries
your actions they intoxicated
a delicate soul
we all played into your game
gave you all the control.

You tell us to be who we are
But then judge us when you see our scars.

you told me you were leaving
because i smoke cigarettes
i stopped smoking in fear
of losing you forever
i went by your place to tell you
that i broke my bad habit
i saw you pressing your lips
against someone new
my walk home was lonely
and the only thing pressed to my lips
was a cigarette
i guess it's time to quit my bad habit:
you.