I'd like to think
I could quit you anytime
But you're not a cigarette
or a glass of wine
You make the rules
and I break them every time
with my careful sentiments
even though they're true
Loyal to my detriment
Dedicated to a fault
From day one 'till now
We got along somehow
Repetition feeds the habit
Repetition kills the high
A slow, sad sigh
One way to say goodbye.