"Bad Habits" lyrics

Sooner we get going, the sooner we'll get there
You gotta find the things in life worth bleeding for
That old highway, she's a fickle mistress
When she knocks me down I just come crawling back for more

I've been making a living just making a racket
Stringing together a story and a sound
I got pretty good at picking up bad habits
Just never quite figured out how to put 'em down

All of the streets here are paved with the failures
Of the ones that bit off a little more than they could chew
Sometimes the cards don't fall in your favor
Sometimes the only way out is through

I've been making a living just making a racket
Stringing together a story and a sound
I got pretty good at picking up bad habits
Just never quite figured out how to put 'em down

I've been making a living just making a racket
Stringing together a story and a sound
I got pretty good at picking up bad habits
I just never quite figured out how to put 'em down

Oh, how to put 'em down
Oh, how to put 'em down