You once told me
Something so sweet
About how I could change
Those shadows that hover deep
I believed your wide-eyed stories
Your reassuring truths
But once I saw your teeth
They started to rot
I soon became the filth
Neglected under your tongue
They thought what a waste,
It wasn’t a cigarette burn
You had them put me out
You had them chanting
I was the cancer
That came in flooding
Only it was you that was fleeting
Having them believe
I was a habit worth quitting
Nov 23, 2015
Nov 23, 2015 at 7:51 PM UTC
You once told me
Something so sweet
About how I could change
Those shadows that hover deep
I believed your wide-eyed stories
Your reassuring truths
But once I saw your teeth
They started to rot
I soon became the filth
Neglected under your tongue
They thought what a waste,
It wasn’t a cigarette burn
You had them put me out
You had them chanting
I was the cancer
That came in flooding
Only it was you that was fleeting
Having them believe
I was a habit worth quitting
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