Oh, no you think I'm good for you But I'm bad for myself How could I be more for anyone else And oh no you say I won't hurt you How come I have all these cuts I guess I never think one is enough
So take me out of your phone tonight Push me out the front door Block me out like the sun's too bright I don't wanna burn you no more I'm bad, the gun is stuck to my hand, yeah I'm bad, no one is safe 'Cause i'm bad, the best mistake that you've had Yeah I'm bad, I hope that's okay
Sick of my phone screen, yeah These bitches don't know me, yeah I'm missin my homies, bad And I don't got a charger My younger brother told me that I'ma be lonely, yeah I gotta a lotta fans, and not a lot of friends And twitter loves to show me
So take me out of your phone tonight Push me out the front door Block me out like the sun's too bright I don't wanna burn you no more I'm bad, the gun is stuck to my hand, yeah I'm bad, no one is safe 'Cause i'm bad, The best mistake that you've had, yeah I'm bad, I hope that's okay
Sick of not having shit Sick of being what average is Sick of being the laughed at kid I guess it's not that bad Sick of not having shit Sick of being what average is Sick of being the laughed at kid I guess it's not that bad I guess it's not that badTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
