Better Off This Way

Black burned motors
And a broken wheel
Backlash a comin
I don't know what the hell I feel

Plaything battles
And a cursing game
It's a weekend matter
I don't know why the hell I came

Oooh
Ooooooh

Oh Bad blood solid dried on
All of your estates
I'm in the bathtub rubbing til I
Start to bleed again
And it's the last time I'll be cleaning
Up this mess you made
It's just a game
I'm better off this

Frozen leaders
And a voice on tape
Find you a feeder
I know it's all a big mistake

Wrapped up in your arms
And a narrow shade
A fire alarm
I don't know why the hell I stayed

Oooh
Ooooooh

Oh Bad blood solid dried on
All of your estates
I'm in the bathtub rubbing til I
Start to bleed again
And it's the last time I'll be cleaning
Up this mess you made
It's just a game
I'm better off this
(Erkann magic)
Bad blood solid
Dried on all of my
Mistakes
Who would've
Thought that being
Apart would make it
Go away

Now it's the
Last time I'll feel better
When you say my name
I'm in the
Bathtub drinking all the
Promises we've made
Out of that
Bad blood I've been
Cleaning up since we first met
What if I say
We're better off this
Way



Credits
Writer(s): Bergkvist Ebba Maerta Elisabeth, Bjoernehult Korning Bjoern Anders Erik, Edgren Erik Carl Viktor, Danielsson Randolph Adam Paer William
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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