Bad Habit Songtext

And pens and pen-knives take the blame
Crane my neck and scratch my name
But the ugly marks are worth the momentary gain
When I jab a sharpened object in choirs of angels seem to sing hymns of hate in memorandum

And you might say it's self-indulgent
you might say it's self-destructive
But, you see, it's more productive than if I were to be healthy

And sappy songs about sex and cheating
Bland accounts of two lovers meeting
makes me want to give mankind a beating!

And you might say it's self-destructive, but you see I'd kick the bucket 60 times before I'd kick the habit

And as the skin rips off
I cherish the revolting thought that even if I quit there's not a chancve in hell I'd stop
And anyone can see the signs
mittens in the summertime "Thank you for your pity, you are too kind"

And you might say it's self-inflicted
but, you see, that's contradictive
Why on earth would anyone practice self-destruction?

And pain opinions are sitcom feeding
They don't know that their minds are teething
makes me want to give mankind a beating

I've tried bandages and sinking
I've tried gloves and even thinking
I've tried vaseline
I've tried everything

And no-one cares if your back is bleeding
They're concerned with their hair receeding
Looking back it was all maltreating
Every thought that occured misleading
makes me want to give myself a beating...