Old Habits
Old habits, just hoping we would have them
Holding that camera like it's burned
It's hard sometimes to say we're alright
Soft singing so you can really hear it
When I won't lose Jesse like a smile
Not a single mile in the state of Ohio were worth their words

We're talking like we hate it here when we do
We watch the girls cry out
Out with their boys and braids in the first week out of June
And Jesse I might be so well if you hadn't love me too
Tell me were there really ones like you?

We saw tiltons and they're talking like we didn't
So I jump out the backseat like a switch
With my shoes untied, my hands feel tight
And god dammit, Jess could really hit em
When I could see a day road out of mind
Jesse kiss my eyes

We're talking like we hate it here when we do
We watch the girls cry out
Out with their boys and braids in the first week out of June
And Jesse I might be so well if you hadn't love me too
Tell me were there really ones like you?
We trace out words of songs
With beat up pins, our arms
Karen's heart, her name and year
I want to leave white nervous in a pickup from
This lost living or something worst