Owen Good Friends Bad Habits Lyrics

I've good friends with bad habits,
what am I to do?
they're literary romantics,
they f*ck like wilde,
and indulge like hemingway.

i've good friends with bad habits
and a tendency towards negligence.
just petty thieves and addicts,
that don't hurt anyone
but they'll burn anyway.

well sometimes,
like every time
a train passes,
i get jealous of the long nights,
and blurred lights, the red eyes,
the bar fights.
the 'where in the hell am i?
and how did i get here
with one shoe?
and which way to the nearest train?'

well sometimes,
like every time she breathes,
i embrace my routine.

i've good friends with bad habits.
but what's a boy without a voice to do?
they're literary romantics,
they'll f*ck like wilde,
and die like hemingway.