How many times will I let myself be yours|You got me comin' through the window every time I'm out the door|Every regression's a mirror reflection of the time before|But no matter how bitter it tastes I want some more|I've got my own bad habits and the patterns that I try to break|But you know I've got to have it|It's a little game you love to play|I've got these old bad habits behind control I always try to fake|Got these old bad habits|And they'll never go away|Never go away|Never go away|Lost in the question of who I'm trying to be|I can't help that these illusions are the only things I see|What do you feel I can't tell what is real|And I don't know what I should believe|I'm a bird in a cage won't you come and set me free|I've got my own bad habits and the patterns that I try to break|But you know I've got to have it|It's a little game you love to play|I've got these old bad habits behind control I always try to fake|Got these old bad habits|And they'll never go away|Never go away|Never go away|I've got my own bad habits and the patterns that I try to break|But you know I've got to have it|It's a little game you love to play|I've got these old bad habits behind control I always try to fake|Got these old bad habits|And they'll never go away|Never go away|Never go away