Bad Habits

Do you remember the good days?
Where happiness wasn't just a phase
You said you cared, and I believed
Who could have known that you would leave?

Things are different now, my days are grey
To this new you, I have nothing to say
But I still remember how things were
You used to be my crutch, my cure

Now I have no one to lean on
But my own bad habits, I waited too long
To make things right, there's no hope for me
I just want things to go back to the way they used to be