Text: John Hiatt. Greatest Hits And More - Disc 2. Old Habits.

When the snake of love

Starts pullin' 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, darlin'

You 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



Maybe the first time he kissed you

The fireworks flew in the back of your mind

And you been lookin just to

Feel this good ever since

But now every time he makes love to ya

Hes just a little bit more unkind

Until it feels like every move you make is in self defense



That aint the facts of life

Its just bad fiction

Honey that sure aint love

You know its just an addiction

Now how much more abuse are you gonna take

I guess old habits are hard to break



Could be your father

Could be your mother

Might be your sister

Or maybe even your brother

Or is it your own self baby

Youve been tryin to shake



Well I guess old habits are hard to break

I guess old habits are hard to break

I guess old habits are hard to break

I guess old habits are hard to break