[Intro - foot stomp, dry guitar riff, close vocal] Sunday shoes Friday night Tell me which one fits me right [Verse 1 - sparse stomping groove] Mama said keep your halo clean Don’t make trouble, don’t make a scene Cross your legs, watch your mouth Funny how that all worked out I know every proper line Smile on cue and show up on time Then the sun goes down at ten And I forget all that again [Pre-Chorus - bass enters harder] I tried being good I really did But good gets boring Pretty quick [Chorus - huge simple riff, raw vocal] I’m a bad habit saint White dress with a little black stain Say grace, then stay out late Make one more beautiful mistake Bad habit saint Half angel, half ain’t If heaven wants me It can wait I’m a bad habit saint [Post-Chorus - handclaps, guitar stab] Amen Not yet Amen No regrets [Verse 2 - fuzz bass, playful vocal] Got your number in my phone Swore last week I’d leave it alone One drink turns into four Then I’m knocking at your door I don’t smoke but steal your light Just to have something in my hand tonight Every rule looks pretty thin When you’re standing on the other side of it [Pre-Chorus 2 - drums grow heavier] I tried behaving For a while Then somebody played My favorite song too loud [Chorus - wider but still minimal] I’m a bad habit saint White dress with a little black stain Say grace, then stay out late Make one more beautiful mistake Bad habit saint Half angel, half ain’t If heaven wants me It can wait I’m a bad habit saint [Breakdown - stomp and vocal only] Good girl Bad timing Straight face Still lying Clean hands Red nails Same heart Different details Don’t save me I’m fine I just like crossing My own lines [Instrumental - dirty single-note guitar riff] [Bridge - quieter, sincere vocal] Maybe I’m not two different people Maybe both of them are mine The one who wants tomorrow And the one who wants tonight I don’t need forgiveness For every little thing Some mistakes don’t ruin you Some just make you sing [Final Chorus - full live-band explosion] I’m a bad habit saint Black boots underneath the white lace Say grace, then tempt my fate Still showing up five minutes late Bad habit saint No angel, no disgrace If heaven wants me Save my place I’ll get there someday Maybe Bad habit saint [Outro - drums stop, guitar amp hum] Amen. …Probably.
