Bad Habits

It can be hard to open up to myself, to be honest with myself, to admit that I'm afraid, oh

Getting lost in the confusion of my past, in the truths of my past, in the lies that I have lived, oh

Saddened by the way I treat myself, the way I speak to myself, the way I learned to, oh

But I'm not blaming you for me, just stop blaming me for you

We make ourselves unhappy by the words that we talk

You're lookin' at the door while I'm looking at the clock

I'm unlearning my bad habits

It's been hard to figure myself out, let this anger out, to admit that I am scared, oh

Getting caught up in my memories as a kid, all my enemies as a kid, fake and jealous as a kid, oh

Saddened by the way I treat myself, the way I speak to myself, the way I learned to, oh