Bad Luck
Draw a breath, quiet choke
Calm as chaos, clear as smoke
Sleeping giants are best left to lie
Take a rest, dig a hole
make a bed, call it home
The little voice inside is sparking fires
My heart cares but my hands can't find the phone
I wish you well but I wake up and I'm throwing stones
It's not fair but I guess that's just the way it goes
My head is no place to roam
Take it back, it's not too late to say
you don't mean love at all
Your best bet is walking away
You know I'm bad luck, baby
Walk on
Draw a breath, take it slow
Talk yourself out of the world
The words are pretty but pretty is pretty worthless
And if you don't then now you know
My scars will swallow you whole
I'll show you empty if empty is what you're chasing
My heart cares but my hands break all I touch,
I know you swear you can take it but it's all too much
It's not fair but I guess that; s just the way it goes
My head is no place to roam
So you
You don't want this, darling
Oh you
You don't know what you're starting
Oh, you know it's bad, bad news.
You know I'm bad luck baby.
It's not some trick, I just think you know better
Can't be fixed and no, we can't save each other
It's not some game, and I don't wanna play
Cause the tensions thick but it's not worth it
I'm a hurricane but I'm coming quick
So walk away you don't wanna stay.
You know I'm bad luck, baby.
Calm as chaos, clear as smoke
Sleeping giants are best left to lie
Take a rest, dig a hole
make a bed, call it home
The little voice inside is sparking fires
My heart cares but my hands can't find the phone
I wish you well but I wake up and I'm throwing stones
It's not fair but I guess that's just the way it goes
My head is no place to roam
Take it back, it's not too late to say
you don't mean love at all
Your best bet is walking away
You know I'm bad luck, baby
Walk on
Draw a breath, take it slow
Talk yourself out of the world
The words are pretty but pretty is pretty worthless
And if you don't then now you know
My scars will swallow you whole
I'll show you empty if empty is what you're chasing
My heart cares but my hands break all I touch,
I know you swear you can take it but it's all too much
It's not fair but I guess that; s just the way it goes
My head is no place to roam
So you
You don't want this, darling
Oh you
You don't know what you're starting
Oh, you know it's bad, bad news.
You know I'm bad luck baby.
It's not some trick, I just think you know better
Can't be fixed and no, we can't save each other
It's not some game, and I don't wanna play
Cause the tensions thick but it's not worth it
I'm a hurricane but I'm coming quick
So walk away you don't wanna stay.
You know I'm bad luck, baby.
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Writer(s): Quinn Wentz
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