Lyric

Sunday shoes

Friday night

Tell me which one fits me right

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

I tried being good

I really did

But good gets boring

Pretty quick

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

Amen

Not yet

Amen

No regrets

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

I tried behaving

For a while

Then somebody played

My favorite song too loud

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

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

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

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

Amen

…Probably