كلمات Habits

Storm's rollin' in, couple hundred miles out (no) I see it comin', would've thought that it would be here by now (oh-oh) When the going gets easy, I get uneasy And I start believin' that you don't need me I'm back to my defaults But tell me, is it really my fault? Blame it on my habits, habits (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) This heart's grown callous, callous (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) Who I was was not who you thought What were the odds you knew all of my flaws? Blame it on my habits, habits (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) I can see how it seems I'm just makin' excuses (oh) That's the only way I know how to cover the bruises (oh-oh) I'm back to my defaults But tell me, is it really my fault? Blame it on my habits, habits (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) This heart's grown callous, callous (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) Who I was was not who you thought What were the odds you knew all of my flaws? Blame it on my habits, habits (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)