Bad Habit - Your Smith

We drove until we beat the sun

From home to L.A

I think we loved each other most

When we were runnin' away

We sat down at a bar to think

You said it could be worse

You tore the labels from your drink

We might as well get home first

I got a bad habit

Of smoking too much

Of drinking onstage

I got a bad habit

Of living rich

On minimum wage

I got a bad habit

But loving you

Is the worst one

You said don't you ever ever ever change

As long as you live

You were always good at sayin' things like that

Without much to give

I could see my door to leave

But then you asked me to dance

So I swayed along to Carole King

With my hands in your hands

I got a bad habit

Of smoking too much

Of drinking onstage

I got a bad habit

Of living rich

On minimum wage

Of needing to go

But choosing to stay

Of putting it off

'Til another day

I got a bad habit

But loving you

Is the worst one

Is the worst one

Spent so long together

We lost sight of each other

We watched our time get carried away

Refused to read the warnings

And now I spend my mornings

Wondering why I needed to stay

I got a bad habit

Of smoking too much

Of drinking onstage

I got a bad habit

Of living rich

On minimum wage

Of needing to go

But choosing to stay

Of putting it off

'Til another day

I got a bad habit

But loving you

Is the worst one

Is the worst one