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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Your Smith
Your Smith
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Caroline Smith
Caroline Smith
Songwriter
David William Rosser
David William Rosser
Composer
Nicholas John Charles Eaholtz
Nicholas John Charles Eaholtz
Songwriter
Thomas James Schleiter
Thomas James Schleiter
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tommy English
Tommy English
Producer
Nicky Davey
Nicky Davey
Producer
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mixing Engineer
Huntley Miller
Huntley Miller
Engineer

Lyrics

We drove until we beat the sun
From home to L.A.
I think we loved each other most
When we were runnin' away
We sat down at a bar to think
You said, “It could be worse”
You tore the labels from your drink
We might as well get home first
I got a bad habit
Of smoking too much
Of drinking on stage
I got a bad habit
Of living rich
On minimum wage
I got a bad habit
But loving you
Is the worst one
You said, “Don't you ever, ever, ever change
As long as you live”
You were always good at sayin' things like that
Without much to give
I could see my door to leave
But then you asked me to dance
So I swayed along to Carole King
With my hands in your hands
I got a bad habit
Of smoking too much
Of drinking on stage
I got a bad habit
Of living rich
On minimum wage
Of needing to go
But choosing to stay
Of putting it off
'Til another day
(Another day, oh)
I got a bad habit
But loving you
Is the worst one
Is the worst one
Spent so long together
We lost sight of each other
We watched our time get carried away
Refused to read the warnings
And now I spend my mornings
Wondering why I needed to stay
I got a bad habit
Of smoking too much
Of drinking onstage
I got a bad habit
Of living rich
On minimum wage
Of needing to go
But choosing to stay
Of putting it off
'Til another day
(Another day, oh)
I got a bad habit
But loving you
Is the worst one
Is the worst one
Written by: Caroline Smith, David William Rosser, Nicholas John Charles Eaholtz, Thomas James Schleiter
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