My Best Habit

To begin, I'm not sorry for myself or any part of me
I won't beg on your pardon, you see
You know I'm not a human, one part anxiety using
Two parts naivety just to keep sane

I'm a bitter little pill to swallow
I'm a little bit of let down, my
My feet are hard to follow
My best habit's letting you down
Am I making any sense? I don't know
I'm a little bit of let down, my
My feet are mine to follow
You don't get to decide

If you were waiting on the sunshine, blue sky, cheap high, lullaby
Then my best habit's letting you down
And if you're searching for a sure thing, nice dream
Something like a machine, then my best habit's letting you down
To you, I don't exist, ain't what you're looking for
Good thing I don't exist for you at all anymore
So if you're waiting on the sunshine, blue sky, cheap high, lullaby
Then my best habit's letting you down

Now we're back to the matter
Well, if it's average you're after
Or ordinary, you'll have to move on
See, without me, I'm not myself and if I'm not me, then I am everyone else
And then who would be John?

I'm a bitter little pill to swallow
I'm a little bit of let down, my
My feet are hard to follow
My best habit's letting you down
Am I making any sense? I don't know
I'm a little bit of let down, my
My feet are mine to follow
You don't get to decide

If you were waiting on the sunshine, blue sky, cheap high, lullaby
Then my best habit's letting you down
And if you're searching for a sure thing, nice dream
Something like a machine, then my best habit's letting you down
To you, I don't exist, ain't what you're looking for
Good thing I don't exist for you at all anymore
So if you're waiting on the sunshine, blue sky, cheap high, lullaby
Then my best habit's letting you down

As a single tear falls to the ground
For the people that we are not now
If you're not you, you're everyone else
Who are you? Who are you now?
Burned our teenage years down to the ground
Oh, the hand on the clock's wearing out
If you're not you, you're everyone else
Who are you? Who are you?

If you were waiting on the sunshine, blue sky, cheap high, lullaby
Then my best habit's letting you down
If you were waiting on the sunshine, blue sky, cheap high, lullaby
Then my best habit's letting you down
And if you're searching for a sure thing, nice dream
Something like a machine, then my best habit's letting you down
To you, I don't exist, ain't what you're looking for
Good thing I don't exist for you at all anymore
So if you're waiting on the sunshine, blue sky, cheap high, lullaby
Then my best habit's letting you down