Old Habits

You’re wasting your breath by saying that you’ve changed
When the only thing that’s different is you don’t look the same.
Your day has come and gone and everyone knows your name
In cities far and wide, play that game
You’re still the fucking same
After all these years you’ve never learned right and wrong
All the time spent on you, any hope for you is gone
Don’t speak. Don’t open your fucking mouth
Just save your breath, you’re full of shit and no one cares.
No one cares about you.
You haven’t changed, you never will.
You’re still the whore you’ve always been.
You’re an empty glass waiting to be filled.
Old habits die hard.