Andrew Combs - Month of Bad Habits lyrics

You're name made a pretty tattoo You're body made a welcome bed But the truth done made a lie of Every word you ever said 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 habits To get me over you Sleep it comes and tries to take me Where I'm afraid of 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 Gonna take more than a month of bad habits 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 habits To get me over you It's gonna take more than a month of bad habits To get me over you