We drove until we beat the sun From home to L.A. I think we loved each other most When we were running 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 You said: don't you ever, ever, ever change As long as you live You were always good at saying 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