Keating - Bad Habits Lyrics

I've got bad habits, I've got bad habits, I've got it bad

Baby don't stop at one thought a day
Living different styles, 11 different ways
Every damn door, every damn door, every damn minute is a castaway
Every ol' sign is a wormhole

I've got bad habits, I've got bad habits, I've got it bad

So feed me to the dogs or shield me from the flames
Every old star is a million miles away
And if all these lyrics don't add up to anything as proclaimed
Well, every damn line is a lump sum

So baby don't stay and live off the praise
Leave me downtown and get away
Let me sit still on the landmine
Until you turn into a taillight
And baby don't stop, baby don't stop
Baby don't stop 'til you have to hit the brakes
Because every old soul is an art form
Carving its mold on a dark horse

I've got bad habits, I've got bad habits, I've got it bad