Shame on me, slap on my wrist
At your door and I'm not proud of it

Yesterday I said, "I'm done"
I swung back just like a pendulum

(Ha ha)
Ooh, and the sugar turned bitter
Ooh, and the summer turned to winter
But I still want your love (want your love)

(Ha ha)
Ooh, they can tell me I'm a sinner
Ooh, but they can't call me a quitter
I won't give you up

Old habits die hard
Every time I say goodbye
I find a way to justify
Running to your arms

Old habits die hard
You know that I wanna change
I wanna correct my brain
You can't help who you are

Old habits die hard

Made a promise, made a pact
With my fingers crossed behind my back

Like a creature you set free
I'll crawl back to you eventually

(Ha ha)
Ooh, and the sugar turned bitter
Ooh, and the summer turned to winter
But I still want your love (want your love)

(Ha ha)
Ooh, they can tell me I'm a sinner
Ooh, but they can't call me a quitter
I won't give you up

Old habits die hard
Every time I say goodbye
I find a way to justify
Running to your arms

Old habits die hard
You know that I wanna change
I wanna correct my brain
You can't help who you are

Old habits die (hard)
One more time, will it fade away?
Too far gone to come back today

Old habits die (hard)
One more time, will it fade away?
Too far gone to come back today

Even though they tell me I'll be better alone
You're in my muscle memory and you're in my bones
A world without you is a world I don't wanna know

Old habits die hard
Every time I say goodbye
I find a way to justify
Running to your arms

Old habits die hard
You know that I wanna change
I wanna correct my brain
You can't help who you are

Old habits die (hard)
One more time, will it fade away?
Too far gone to come back today

One more time, will it fade away?
Too far gone to come back today

Copyright: Songtrust Ave, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Alexandra Hughes, Brett Mclaughlin, Christopher Rabba, George Bezerra, Michael Wise