By
Medicine Box Staff
Towa Bird photo (7:5) for Dirty Habit

Introduction

Glamour with no gravity

There's a particular kind of frustration that comes from caring about someone who has never once had to care about anything. "Dirty Habit" opens already exasperated, like Towa Bird is recounting a story they can't believe they're still telling. The whole song lives in that gap between someone's lifestyle and their substance, and it asks a quiet, damning question: what happens when the person you're with treats you the same way they treat everything else they don't have to work for?

Verse 1

Portrait of a kept person

The first verse is almost journalistic. Towa Bird sketches a character with just enough detail to make them recognizable: twenty-four, living at home, spending freely on someone else's card, cycling through jobs without consequence.

"Drinks, bags, flats and vintage Dior / What job are you gonna try next?"

The list lands like a receipt. These aren't complaints about wealth, they're observations about someone who has never had to attach value to anything because nothing has ever cost them. The closer "I bet you want mine, be my guest" is the first sign of real bite. It's not just sarcasm; it's the voice of someone who actually built something watching someone else assume they could have it too.

Pre-Chorus

Attraction admitted, regretted

The pre-chorus is where the song gets honest in a way the verse doesn't. "I bought it, I get it" is a confession. Towa Bird isn't pretending they were never taken in. They were. For a minute.

"You got me for a minute / So explicit, we're different"

That "so explicit" is interesting because it implies there was something real, something physical and immediate, that made the difference in values easy to ignore. But "it's never gonna happen" closes the door cleanly. The attraction is acknowledged and dismissed in the same breath.

Chorus

The habit named and mocked

The chorus is where Towa Bird shifts from observation to verdict. The title phrase lands here as both literal and figurative: smoking in a car you didn't buy, wearing an identity funded by someone else's work, calling that a personality.

"Old money makes good for fashion / You like your rock stars classic"

That second line is the sharpest cut in the whole song. This person doesn't just use inherited money, they use inherited taste. They want their rock stars the way their parents want their antiques: classic, safe, nothing that actually challenges. The irony being that they're dating one.

Verse 2

Two years later, nothing learned

The second verse jumps forward in time and the tone shifts from wry to genuinely tired. Now the trust fund is running dry and suddenly Towa Bird is being looked to for a check. The patience in the first verse is completely gone here.

"I bet it's lonely when you're stuck in the past / You should just move on like the rest of us have"

"The rest of us" does a lot here. It quietly signals that Towa Bird is not alone in having had to adapt, grow up, figure things out without a safety net. The contrast with someone who genuinely doesn't know what to do without one isn't cruel, it's just true. And that lands harder than cruelty would.

Bridge

Name used, patience gone

The bridge drops the composure entirely. It's the most direct the song gets, and the most personal. "Let your girl get your bar tab" suggests this was a relationship, not just an observation from the outside. And then:

"And my name's exploited / So fucking annoying"

This is the line that reframes everything before it. It's not just that this person is aimless and privileged, they've been using Towa Bird's name and reputation as another resource to draw from. That's the actual wound. The "dirty habit" isn't just smoking in a nice car. It's the casual, unconsidered way this person consumes whatever is in front of them, including people.

Outro

Pity replaces anger

The outro is three lines and they land in a specific order that matters. "You love your dirty habits" is resignation. "It's pretty fucking tragic" is the moment anger gives way to something closer to pity. "You're so fucking dramatic" brings it back with a flicker of contempt, but the tragic line lingers.

It's the one moment where Towa Bird seems to look at this person and feel something other than frustration. Not sympathy exactly, but the recognition that someone this stuck is also someone this limited. That's its own kind of sad.

Conclusion

"Dirty Habit" isn't really a breakup song about heartbreak. It's about the specific disillusionment of watching someone treat their whole life, relationships included, as something they're entitled to without earning. Towa Bird's name got used. Their patience got used. And the song is the accounting. What makes it stick is that last word from the outro: tragic. Because underneath all the sharp wit and earned frustration, there's the quiet acknowledgment that a person who never has to try never really gets to become anything either.

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