| Song | Out of Habit |
| Artist | Ani DiFranco |
| Album | Living in Clip [live] |
| 作词 : DiFranco | |
| the butter melts out of habit | |
| the toast isn't even warm | |
| the waitress and the man in the plaid shirt | |
| play out a scene they've played | |
| so many times before | |
| I am watching the sun stumble home in the morning | |
| from a bar on the east side of town | |
| and the coffee is just water dressed in brown | |
| beautiful but boring | |
| he visited me yesterday | |
| he noticed my fingers | |
| and asked me if I would play | |
| I didn't really care a lot | |
| but I couldn't think of a reason why not | |
| I said if you don't come any closer I don't mind if you stay | |
| my thighs have been involved in many accidents | |
| and now I can't get insured | |
| and I don't need to be lured by you | |
| my cunt is built like a wound that won't heal | |
| and now you don't have to ask | |
| because you know how I feel | |
| you know how I feel | |
| art is why I get up in the morning | |
| but my definition ends there | |
| and it doesn't seem fair | |
| that I'm living for something I can't even define | |
| there you are right there | |
| in the meantime | |
| I don't want to play for you anymore | |
| show me what you can do | |
| tell me what are you here for | |
| I want my old friends | |
| I want my old face | |
| I want my old mind | |
| fuck this time and place | |
| the butter melts out of habit | |
| you know, the toast isn't even warm |
| zuò cí : DiFranco | |
| the butter melts out of habit | |
| the toast isn' t even warm | |
| the waitress and the man in the plaid shirt | |
| play out a scene they' ve played | |
| so many times before | |
| I am watching the sun stumble home in the morning | |
| from a bar on the east side of town | |
| and the coffee is just water dressed in brown | |
| beautiful but boring | |
| he visited me yesterday | |
| he noticed my fingers | |
| and asked me if I would play | |
| I didn' t really care a lot | |
| but I couldn' t think of a reason why not | |
| I said if you don' t come any closer I don' t mind if you stay | |
| my thighs have been involved in many accidents | |
| and now I can' t get insured | |
| and I don' t need to be lured by you | |
| my cunt is built like a wound that won' t heal | |
| and now you don' t have to ask | |
| because you know how I feel | |
| you know how I feel | |
| art is why I get up in the morning | |
| but my definition ends there | |
| and it doesn' t seem fair | |
| that I' m living for something I can' t even define | |
| there you are right there | |
| in the meantime | |
| I don' t want to play for you anymore | |
| show me what you can do | |
| tell me what are you here for | |
| I want my old friends | |
| I want my old face | |
| I want my old mind | |
| fuck this time and place | |
| the butter melts out of habit | |
| you know, the toast isn' t even warm |