What Can You Do?

Old habits die hard, or so they say
Same ending expected from every game you play
I keep hoping for the outcome to change
But my addiction to pain has got me feeling the same
But now that we've reached the end of the road
With thoughts beyond my control I think it's time I let go
Try to come up with a plan of attack, make up for things that you lack
Can't react to the fact that you shoved the knife right in my back

Same shit, a different day... its true
The problem is not with me, it's you
So let the misery ensue
Pull your card, old habits die hard

You always get my undivided attention
My lack of self reflection with no direction
And it may hurt, but maybe did ever forget to mention
Never in contention, constant dissension
Never hitting paydirt

Same shit, a different day... its true
The problem is not with me, it's you
So let the misery ensue
Pull your card, old habits
Old habits die hard

Running in place what can you do
Come to the truth the illusion is through
A loss of ones words with nothing to say
Just know it's fuck you at the end of the day