Bad Habits

I been trying to leave…

But sometimes the hardest prison

ain’t got no bars.

It’s a person you still love

after you realize they’re hurting you.

So tonight…

I’m choosing me.

I been trying to go, but you won’t let me leave,

I been needing space, you don’t want me to breathe.

Hotel I reserved was Continental,

Everything I did for you felt monumental.

I made heaven out of hell, put you in Chanel,

Gucci and Gazelles, treated you well.

I made you a Bible, I was your holy grail,

But my armor got cracked like the Liberty Bell.

Now you gotta go, but I still wish you well,

You wanted me locked eternally in a cell.

My heart’s on fire, can you handle the smell?

The one who knew me best probably wanted me to fail.

But I rebuke that energy, inspire new goals,

Chasing that nuclear blue glow that shines through my soul.

I jumped out of heaven, broke a few toes,

Thought the world was mine…

Now I’m losing control.

These are bad habits, love turned tragic,

We went from magic to something we can’t manage.

I gave you my heart, you gave me the damage,

Now I’m breaking these chains, I’m escaping the madness.

Bad habits… I gotta let go,

Even though it hurts, I already know.

Sometimes losing you is how I find me,

Sometimes walking away is the only way to breathe.

I’m sorry I’m driven, motivated, dangerous,

But that ain’t a reason for us to become strangers.

I’ve seen love flip and turn into anger,

Watched something beautiful become something dangerous.

I’ve seen you change screens when I opened your phone,

Lie about things you ain’t gotta lie about at all.

I’m texting for hours, waiting on a reply,

While you reject and deny, then wonder why I cry.

Tears on your face like they’re easy to create,

Crossing your heart like you’re sealing your fate.

You drove the car once, but you ain’t willing to ride,

You gotta live your life alive if you wanna survive.

This is my show—take a look at the stage,

‘Cause I gave and gave till I burned through the flame.

Now I’m writing another chapter, turning another page,

I lost part of myself…

But I found my way.

These are bad habits, love turned tragic,

We went from magic to something we can’t manage.

I gave you my heart, you gave me the damage,

Now I’m breaking these chains, I’m escaping the madness.

Bad habits… I gotta let go,

Even though it hurts, I already know.

Sometimes losing you is how I find me,

Sometimes walking away is the only way to breathe.

I don’t hate you.

I just finally understand…

Love shouldn’t feel like a prison.

So take the memories.

Take the clothes.

Take everything I gave you.

But leave me my freedom.

I’m turning the page…

And this time, I’m writing myself back into the story.