Bad Habits

You told me
"Eat shit cause this is it
You've got a way with words
So why do you waste it
On your stupid friends and a weekend binge?
I know a lost cause when I see it"
"Oh shit" that's what I said
Before my hand went numb
And my face turned red
I had to stop myself and take a breathe
But by then you had already left

I got a bad habit of getting in my own way
I wanna call but I don't know what to say
I got a bad habit of being myself
Cause I fuck things up then ask for help
I think my luck has started to run out
(One, Two, Three, Four)

Oh shit took took another hit
Now I'm hungover
On a weekday shift
And there's a tattoo that
I wanna get
But like you
It's something that I'll regret

I wanna sing songs up on a stage
Don't wanna be the same as
Everyone else my age
So you can keep your jobs
And your good grades
Don't wanna die in an office space

But I got a bad habit of getting in my own way
I wanna call but I don't know what to say
I got a bad habit of being myself
Cause I fuck things up then ask for help
I think my luck in starting to run out

I dug my grave
And now I'm 6 feet
I'm too far gone
And I don't think I'll be saved
I dug my grave
And now I'm six feet
I'm too far gone
And I don't think I'll be saved

Cause I got a bad habit of getting in my own way
I wanna call but I don't know what to say
I've got a bad habit of being myself
Cause I fuck things up then ask for help
I think my luck in starting to run out