The party screamed fun,
I thought this fase was dusted and done,
Old habits tarnish the new,
Even edit a few,
Leading me back here again.
But this time it feels wrong,
I want something more,
The memories play like a song,
I fall back into another's arms,
He takes my hand and holds me tight,
And that's the story of how I fell for a bad boy's charms.
