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Halsey – Bad At Love

Halsey – Bad At Love

Got a boy back home in MichiganAnd it tastes like Jack when I’m kissing himSo I told him that I never really liked his friendsNow he’s gone and he’s calling me a bitch againThere’s a guy that lives in a garden stateAnd he told me that we make it ’til we graduateSo I told him that the music would be worth the waitBut he wants me in the kitchen with a dinner plate

I believe, I believe, I believe, I believeThat we’re meant to beBut jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousyGet the best of meLook, I don’t mean to frustrate, but IAlways make the same mistakes, yeah IAlways make the same mistakes ’cause

I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)But you can’t blame me for tryin’You know I’d be lyin’ sayin’You were the one (ooh-ooh)That could finally fix meLookin’ at my historyI’m bad at love

Got a girl with California eyesAnd I thought that she could really be the one this timeBut I never got the chance to make her mineBecause she fell in love with little thin white linesLondon girl with an attitudeWe never told no one but we look so cuteBoth got way better things to doBut I always think about it when I’m riding through

I believe, I believe, I believe, I believeThat I’m in too deepAnd jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousyGet the best in meLook, I don’t mean to frustrate, but IAlways make the same mistakes, yeah IAlways make the same mistakes ’cause

I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)But you can’t blame me for tryin’You know I’d be lyin’ sayin’You were the one (ooh-ooh)That could finally fix meLookin’ at my historyI’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)Oh, you know, you know, you know, you know (ooh)I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)

I know that you’re afraidI’m gonna walk awayEach time the feeling fadesEach time the feeling fadesI know that you’re afraidI’m gonna walk awayEach time the feeling fades

You know I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)But you can’t blame me for tryin’You know I’d be lyin’ sayin’You were the one (ooh-ooh)That could finally fix meLookin’ at my historyI’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)Oh, you know, you know, you know, you know (ooh)I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)Oh, oh

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