Habit Lyrics - Will Joseph Cook

Babe, you're a habit 

A stack, cigarette packet 

And your kisses are matches 

Not nicotine patches 

You're in my bloodstream 

But no syringe can get you in or out 

'Cause, baby, I'm more than that 

You're an overdose, a heart attack 

I feel 

Nothing when I'm alone 

Baby, you bring it on 

I miss the way 

I'd smell my clothes and think of you 

Close my eyes 

And hope that you'll materialize 

I think I've got problems 

I think I've got problems, babe 

I think I've got a problem with you 

My vision is blurred 

My addiction is slurred 

But you can't tell it from my step 

No, you can't smell it on my breath 

No breathalyzer 

Is required 

'Cause I can barely hold my head 

Straight up 

I feel 

Nothing when I'm alone 

Baby, you bring it on 

I miss the way 

I'd smell my clothes and think of you 

Close my eyes 

And hope that you'll materialize 

I think I've got problems 

I think I've got problems, babe 

I think I've got a problem with you 

Ooh 

Now, I'm down on my knees 

Ooh 

And I'm craving release 

Ooh 

And I'm craving release 

I'd smell my clothes and think of you 

Close my eyes 

And hope that you'll materialize 

I think I've got problems 

I think I've got problems, babe 

I think I've got a problem with you