Bad Habit

You're just like that black label bottle that i can't put down

Just like that cloud of smoking pouring from my mouth

Got me driving way to fast across town

To get me one more hit

I need one more round

Of that good stuff sweet stuff honey honey on my lips

Its been a long hard day and you're my late night fix

Swearing its the last time that I'm gonna let you pull me in

But your just one more bad habit i cant seem to quit

You get me feeling so good so high that i dont wanna come down