I cleansed myself of my bad habits.
I cleansed my lies with the truth.
Day by day our love fought, until year number two.
My fear of losing you was the roof,
Our lips met I wish they'd have stuck together like glue.
I was ready to take the leap to the deep oceans blue,
You opened the door just for me to walk through.
Saying the type of love I wish for isn't with you.
Desperate for company on my lonely walk home,
I lit a cigarette if only I'd known...
I thought cleansed my bad habits if only I knew,
To cleanse my bad habits I had to cleanse myself from
You.
Mikey the Poet