Bad For Me
You make me nervous
You double-talk your way under my skin
Oh yes, you irritate me so-and I don't deserve it!
You complicate the simplest equations with your devilry and woes
You're breaking my soul
And I think you're bad for me (woah, woah)
You kill like a slow disease (woah, woah)
I think you're bad for me (woah, woah)
I'm gonna pull your words out slowly from my head and keep you far away from me
You make me anxious
You make me second-guess my every move
Oh yes, my confidence is gone, and I feel worthless
Well, how did I succumb to this?
I thought I had you figured... I was wrong; and you led me on
I think you're bad for me (woah, woah)
You kill like a slow disease (woah, woah)
I think you're bad for me (woah, woah)
I'm gonna pull your words out slowly from my head
What do you know about it? What do you know about love?
What do you know about it? All that you know is breaking my soul
I think you're bad for me (woah, woah)
You kill like a slow disease (woah, woah)
I think you're bad for me (woah, woah)
I'm gonna pull your words out slowly from my head and keep you far away from me
You double-talk your way under my skin
Oh yes, you irritate me so-and I don't deserve it!
You complicate the simplest equations with your devilry and woes
You're breaking my soul
And I think you're bad for me (woah, woah)
You kill like a slow disease (woah, woah)
I think you're bad for me (woah, woah)
I'm gonna pull your words out slowly from my head and keep you far away from me
You make me anxious
You make me second-guess my every move
Oh yes, my confidence is gone, and I feel worthless
Well, how did I succumb to this?
I thought I had you figured... I was wrong; and you led me on
I think you're bad for me (woah, woah)
You kill like a slow disease (woah, woah)
I think you're bad for me (woah, woah)
I'm gonna pull your words out slowly from my head
What do you know about it? What do you know about love?
What do you know about it? All that you know is breaking my soul
I think you're bad for me (woah, woah)
You kill like a slow disease (woah, woah)
I think you're bad for me (woah, woah)
I'm gonna pull your words out slowly from my head and keep you far away from me
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Writer(s): Gayle Skidmore
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