Said I'll walk you over to the back of the store.
You're gonna meet the neighbour, the one you want to ignore.
You say it's just for social, a little bit of talk.
I know I hate to say it, you're after so much more.

That's an act of habit, I don't wanna believe.

Find yourself a boyfriend with a lucky charm.
Lost yourself in a new love, forget who you are.
But no love can protect you from the marks on your arms.
You don't need approval, to see yourself in the dark.

That's an act of habit, I don't wanna believe.
Such a comedy. Don't know what you need.

That's an act of habit, I don't wanna believe.
Such a comedy. Don't know what you need.