Bad Habit - Liz Longley

I couldn’t stand the smell of smoke\nUntil he lit that cigarette\nI never felt a temptation\nUntil I smelled it on his breath\nAnd the night we first kissed\nOn the balcony alone\nWell, he tasted like trouble\nBut he felt like my own\nOh, bad habit, I can’t be without\nOh, bad habit, bittersweet on my mouth\nWe got a long, drawn-out story\nI don’t want to explain\nI picked up a bad habit\nAnd I’ll never be the same\nEven after all the love we made\nAll the records we spun\nI was dying for more\nJust trying to fill up my lungs\nBut I knew it right then\nHe could never love me back\nStill, I told myself\nI’d never feel anything quite like that\nOh, bad habit, I can’t be without\nOh, bad habit, bittersweet on my mouth\nWe got a long, drawn-out story\nI don’t want to explain\nI picked up a bad habit\nAnd I’ll never be the same\nI’ll light it up, breathe it in\nLet it all go, and I’ll do it again\nLight it up, breathe it in\nI swear it almost feels like him\nI remember when it felt like the first time\nThere ain’t nothing like a first time\nBad habit, I’m gonna put you out\nOh, bad habit, I will miss you on my mouth\nBut we had a long, drawn-out story\nAnd it was bound to end someday\nOh, bad habit, oh, bad habit\nI’ll never be the same