Andrew Combs - Month of Bad Habits lyrics

Your name made a pretty tattoo
Your body made a welcome bed
But the truth done made a lie of
Every word you ever said

And now the wine goes down too easy
And the sun's coming up in
A stranger's motel room
It's gonna take more than a
Month of bad habit's to get me over you

Sleep, it comes and tries to take me
And I'm afraid what dreams I'll find
So like a bitter pill I do swallow
The fact that you're no longer mine

Yeah the wine goes down too easy
And the thrill of the deals
In a stranger's motel room
It's gonna take more than a
Month of bad habit's to get me over you

Even if I find if I find forgiveness
I wonder will I will I forgive myself

Yeah the wine goes down too easy
And the sun's coming up in
A stranger's motel room
It's gonna take more than a
Month of bad habit's to get me over you
It's gonna take more than a
Month of bad habit's to get me over you