Old Habits

When the snake of love Starts pulling you under And it wont let go 'Til it starts to thunder And there's not a cloud in the sky Gonna make him shake I guess old habits are hard to break Cause even the good ones Just seem to go bad Might be the sweetest love That you ever had You just cant let em go For goodness sake I guess old habits are hard to break The trouble with sainthood, darlinYou know its tough comin down But you've been doin it, doin it, doin it, doin it, doin it Since you left your hometown A regular Joan of Arc Burnin at the stake I guess old habits are hard to break