Bad Habit

Mmm…

You know I’m trouble.

So why are you smiling?

Midnight dripping from the city lights,

You walk in wearing all my favorite lies,

That little smirk says you know what you’re doing,

And I hate how much I love what you’re proving.

Red lips, black dress, eyes like sin,

Every warning says I shouldn’t let you in,

But I’m already dancing on the edge,

Making promises I’ll probably regret.

I know better, I just don’t care,

You’re the kind of trouble I want everywhere,

One touch and my halo slips,

I lose my mind when you bite your lip.

You’re my bad habit,

My favorite little sin,

I say I’m gonna quit you,

Then I let you back in.

Bad habit,

Got me wanting what I shouldn’t have,

Heaven can wait tonight,

I’m having way too much fun being bad.

Oh-oh, I know it’s wrong,

Oh-oh, but I want it all night long,

Call me reckless, call me tragic—

You’re my, you’re my bad habit.

Perfume hanging like a secret in the air,

You lean closer like you know I’ll be there,

Every little move is calculated perfection,

You’re not temptation — you’re my obsession.

I should leave before the morning comes,

But your voice turns my good sense into none,

No confession, no apology,

Tonight the sinner looks a lot like me.

I know better, I just don’t care,

You’re the kind of trouble I want everywhere,

One touch and my halo slips,

I lose my mind when you bite your lip.

You’re my bad habit,

My favorite little sin,

I say I’m gonna quit you,

Then I let you back in.

Bad habit,

Got me wanting what I shouldn’t have,

Heaven can wait tonight,

I’m having way too much fun being bad.

Oh-oh, I know it’s wrong,

Oh-oh, but I want it all night long,

Call me reckless, call me tragic—

You’re my, you’re my bad habit.

Bad, bad, bad habit,

I can’t help myself,

Bad, bad, bad habit,

Put my halo on the shelf.

Bad, bad, bad habit,

Sweetest kind of sin,

I swear this is the last time…

Then you pull me back in.

Maybe heaven doesn’t want me tonight,

Maybe I look better under neon lights,

Maybe temptation was meant for two,

And maybe I’m exactly what you came here to do.

Don’t stop…

I’m not ready to be good.

You’re my bad habit,

My favorite little sin,

I say I’m gonna quit you,

Then I let you back in.

Bad habit,

Got me wanting what I shouldn’t have,

Heaven can wait tonight,

I’m having way too much fun being bad.

Oh-oh, I know it’s wrong,

Oh-oh, but I want it all night long,

Call me reckless, call me tragic—

You’re my, you’re my bad habit.

One more time…

Then I’ll quit.

I promise.

…Probably.