I’m trying to quit you
Because you’re only bad news.
And you’re a terrible habit,
But I’m still knocking on your door.
I’m begging you to let me in.
I’m stepping on my own feet
Stumbling over my inadequacies.
Tripping on your tongue.
Just let me come.
There’s nothing about you that is good for me.
But you aren’t bad enough to keep me away.