Bad
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 scars?
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, uh
My younger brother told me that
Imma be lonely, yeah
I got a lot of 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 bad
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 scars?
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, uh
My younger brother told me that
Imma be lonely, yeah
I got a lot of 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 bad
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Writer(s): Unknown Composer Author, Morgan Parriott
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