Bad Habit The Dresden Dolls

Biting keeps your words at bay
Tending to the sores that stay
Happiness is just a gash away
When I open a familiar scar
Pain goes shooting like a star
Comfort hasn't failed to follow so far

[Chorus]
And you might say it's self-indulgent
You might say it's self-destructive
But you see it's more productive
Than if I were to be healthy

And pens and pen-knives take the blame
Crane my neck and scratch my name
But the ugly marks
Are worth the momentary gain
When I jab a sharpened object in
Choirs of angels seem to sing
Hymns of hate in memorandum

[Chorus]
And you might say it's self-indulgent
You might say it's self-destructive
But you see it's more productive
Than if I were to be happy