Pick a habit you can trust We all need the rea**urance Blanket stretched across the window A friend to walk you through it all That could change if I was angry But after all, it turns me on It made all my good decisions Even helped me write this song Back when I was young and clever Traced a pattern in the wood I thought I'd get my sh** together Now I know I never could Because it's a p**nographic sunrise Static curtains that draw on our lives But we still thrive, through every time But we still cry, through every dive But we still try Too old to apologize We're too old to apologize So pick a habit I can touch Be as happy as you should be Could we talk, is it too late? Could we try again tomorrow?