Wyatt Flores - Habits Lyrics

I used to have a heart of gold you loved to hold
You'd put it in your pocket and hide it from the cold
And we would go dancing out in the street
You tasted like summer, didn't mind losing sleep

I picked up your habits, I learned from the best
I turned a heart to ash like a drunken cigarette
I don't feel nothing inside as I look into her eyes
Or maybe I'm just jealous she feels enough to cry
You taught me how to run someone low after the high
Just leave before you say goodbye

And do I ever cross your mind, our missed road of life?
Or am I just another going down 35
I guess it don't matter, I learned what I need to know
To never let someone get so damn close

I picked up your habits, I learned from the best
I turned a heart to ash like a drunken cigarette
I don't feel nothing inside as I look into her eyes
Or maybe I'm just jealous she feels enough to cry
You taught me how to run someone low after the high
Just leave before you say goodbye