Bad News
Long nights are getting longer
Can't bury this anxiety
It's only getting stronger
I tried, but I can't fake it
You changed my mind but not my heart
That's why it's complicated
And I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying to let you know
(Let you know)
That I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying to let you go
'Cause I'm bad, bad news
Yes, I'm no good for you
And I thought I could be the one
But I'm not fooling anyone
I'm bad, bad news
It's the sad, sad truth
And I thought I knew how to love
But baby I was born to run
I'm bad, bad, bad, bad news (bad news)
Bad, bad, bad, bad news
Some words hurt worse than weapons
I push them down, they tear me up
I didn't wanna let them out
'Cause, your eyes are filled with questions
But all my answers lеad to tears
Too late to say I'm sorry now
And I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying to let you know
That I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying to lеt you go
'Cause I'm bad, bad news
Yes, I'm no good for you
Thought I could be the one
But I'm not fooling anyone
I'm bad, bad news
It's the sad, sad truth
And I thought I knew how to love
But baby I was born to run
I'm bad, bad, bad, bad news
Bad, bad, bad, bad news
And I'm trying, trying, trying to let you know
That I'm trying, trying, trying to let you go
'Cause I'm bad, bad news
Yes, I'm no good for you
And I thought I could be the one
But I'm not fooling anyone
I'm bad, bad news
It's the sad, sad truth
And I thought I knew how to love
But baby I was born to run
I'm bad, bad, bad, bad news
Bad, bad, bad, bad news
Bad, bad, bad, bad news (bad news)
Bad, bad, bad, bad news
Can't bury this anxiety
It's only getting stronger
I tried, but I can't fake it
You changed my mind but not my heart
That's why it's complicated
And I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying to let you know
(Let you know)
That I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying to let you go
'Cause I'm bad, bad news
Yes, I'm no good for you
And I thought I could be the one
But I'm not fooling anyone
I'm bad, bad news
It's the sad, sad truth
And I thought I knew how to love
But baby I was born to run
I'm bad, bad, bad, bad news (bad news)
Bad, bad, bad, bad news
Some words hurt worse than weapons
I push them down, they tear me up
I didn't wanna let them out
'Cause, your eyes are filled with questions
But all my answers lеad to tears
Too late to say I'm sorry now
And I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying to let you know
That I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying to lеt you go
'Cause I'm bad, bad news
Yes, I'm no good for you
Thought I could be the one
But I'm not fooling anyone
I'm bad, bad news
It's the sad, sad truth
And I thought I knew how to love
But baby I was born to run
I'm bad, bad, bad, bad news
Bad, bad, bad, bad news
And I'm trying, trying, trying to let you know
That I'm trying, trying, trying to let you go
'Cause I'm bad, bad news
Yes, I'm no good for you
And I thought I could be the one
But I'm not fooling anyone
I'm bad, bad news
It's the sad, sad truth
And I thought I knew how to love
But baby I was born to run
I'm bad, bad, bad, bad news
Bad, bad, bad, bad news
Bad, bad, bad, bad news (bad news)
Bad, bad, bad, bad news
Credits
Writer(s): Ruth Anne Cunningham, Louis Schoorl, Marco Daniel Borrero, Daniel Doron Henig
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