My Best Habit

To begin

I'm not sorry for myself or any part of me

I won’t beg on your pardon, you see

You know I'm not a human

One part anxiety using two parts naivety

Just to keep sane

I'm a bitter little pill to swallow

I’m a little bit of let down, my

My feet are hard to follow

My best habit's letting you down

Am I making any sense?

I don't know

I'm a little bit of let down, my

My feet are mine to follow

You don't get to decide

If you were waiting on the sunshine, blue sky

Cheap high, lullaby

Then my best habit's letting you down

And if you're searching for a sure thing, nice dream

Something like a machine

Then my best habit's letting you down

To you, I don’t exist

Ain’t what you're looking for

Good thing I don’t exist for you at all anymore

So if you're waiting on the sunshine, blue sky

Cheap high, lullaby

Then my best habit's letting you down

Now we're back to the matter

Well, if it’s average you're after

Or ordinary, you'll have to move on

See without me I'm not myself

If I'm not me then I am everyone else

And then who would be John

I'm a bitter little pill to swallow

I'm a little bit of let down, my

My feet are hard to follow

My best habit's letting you down

Am I making any sense?

I don't know

I'm a little bit of let down, my

My feet are mine to follow

You don't get to decide

If you were waiting on the sunshine, blue sky

Cheap high, lullaby

Then my best habit's letting you down

And if you're searching for a sure thing, nice dream

Something like a machine

Then my best habit's letting you down

To you, I don't exist

Ain't what you're looking for

Good thing I don't exist for you at all anymore

So if you're waiting on the sunshine, blue sky

Cheap high, lullaby

Then my best habit's letting you down

As a single tear, it falls to the ground

For the people that we are not now

If you're not you, you're everyone else

Who are you, who are you now?

Burned our teenage years down to the ground

Oh, the hand on the clock's wearing out

If you're not you, you're everyone else

Who are you, who are you?

If you were waiting on the sunshine, blue sky

Cheap high, lullaby

Then my best habit's letting you down

If you were waiting on the sunshine, blue sky

Cheap high, lullaby

Then my best habit's letting you down

And if you're searching for a sure thing, nice dream

Something like a machine

Then my best habit's letting you down

To you, I don't exist

Ain't what you're looking for

Good thing I don't exist for you at all anymore

So if you're waiting on the sunshine, blue sky

Cheap high, lullaby

Then my best habit's letting you down