Guess That's Love
You fucked me up, I hate your guts
But you're still stuck in my head
You broke me down, but I come 'round
And I crawl back in your bed
All of my friends say I could do better
'Cause we're no good when we're together
No, I tried my best, but I guess that's love
If it fucks you up
I kinda wish I never met you
Then I wouldn't have a shitty matching tattoo
And I should probably get it covered up soon
'Cause every time I see it, it reminds me of you, and
It makes it too hard to forget
(Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
When you still live rent free in my head
So I tell myself, oh
I don't need your shit
And I deserve better than this
My head knows I should quit, yeah
But my heart can't help it
'Cause you fucked me up, I hate your guts
But you're still stuck in my head
You broke me down, but I come 'round
And I crawl back in your bed
All of my friends say I could do better
'Cause we're no good when we're together
No, I tried my best, but I guess that's love
If it fucks you up
Da, da-ra-ra-da-da-ra
Da, da-ra-ra-da-da-ra
Da, da-ra-ra-da-da-ra
Yeah, if it fucks you up
So what's the point in therapy?
Spending money just to hear that I'll get over you eventually
That's all therapist has said to me
Well, it's been seven months, and you're still out here
Fucking with me mentally
And I'm trying not to call you
And I'm trying not to text you
And I told you this was over
And I wish I never met you
And I mean it when I say it
Yeah, I'm done with all this playing games
And my parents hate you anyways
Oh, I don't need your shit
And I deserve better than this
My head knows I should quit, yeah
But my heart can't help it
'Cause you fucked me up, I hate your guts
But you're still stuck in my head
You broke me down, but I come 'round
And I crawl back in your bed
All of my friends say I could do better
'Cause we're no good when we're together
No, I tried my best, but I guess that's love
If it fucks you up
Da, da-ra-ra-da-da-ra
Da, da-ra-ra-da-da-ra
Da, da-ra-ra-da-da-ra
If it fucks you up
Da, da-ra-ra-da-da-ra
Da, da-ra-ra-da-da-ra
Da, da-ra-ra-da-da-ra
Yeah, if it fucks you up
Guess that's love if it fucks you up
If it fucks you up, if it fucks you up
Guess that's love if it fucks you up
If it fucks you up (if it fucks you up)
You fucked me up, I hate your guts
But you're still stuck in my head
You broke me down, but I come 'round
And I crawl back in your bed
All of my friends say I could do better
'Cause we're no good when we're together
No, I tried my best, but I guess that's love
If it fucks you up
But you're still stuck in my head
You broke me down, but I come 'round
And I crawl back in your bed
All of my friends say I could do better
'Cause we're no good when we're together
No, I tried my best, but I guess that's love
If it fucks you up
I kinda wish I never met you
Then I wouldn't have a shitty matching tattoo
And I should probably get it covered up soon
'Cause every time I see it, it reminds me of you, and
It makes it too hard to forget
(Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
When you still live rent free in my head
So I tell myself, oh
I don't need your shit
And I deserve better than this
My head knows I should quit, yeah
But my heart can't help it
'Cause you fucked me up, I hate your guts
But you're still stuck in my head
You broke me down, but I come 'round
And I crawl back in your bed
All of my friends say I could do better
'Cause we're no good when we're together
No, I tried my best, but I guess that's love
If it fucks you up
Da, da-ra-ra-da-da-ra
Da, da-ra-ra-da-da-ra
Da, da-ra-ra-da-da-ra
Yeah, if it fucks you up
So what's the point in therapy?
Spending money just to hear that I'll get over you eventually
That's all therapist has said to me
Well, it's been seven months, and you're still out here
Fucking with me mentally
And I'm trying not to call you
And I'm trying not to text you
And I told you this was over
And I wish I never met you
And I mean it when I say it
Yeah, I'm done with all this playing games
And my parents hate you anyways
Oh, I don't need your shit
And I deserve better than this
My head knows I should quit, yeah
But my heart can't help it
'Cause you fucked me up, I hate your guts
But you're still stuck in my head
You broke me down, but I come 'round
And I crawl back in your bed
All of my friends say I could do better
'Cause we're no good when we're together
No, I tried my best, but I guess that's love
If it fucks you up
Da, da-ra-ra-da-da-ra
Da, da-ra-ra-da-da-ra
Da, da-ra-ra-da-da-ra
If it fucks you up
Da, da-ra-ra-da-da-ra
Da, da-ra-ra-da-da-ra
Da, da-ra-ra-da-da-ra
Yeah, if it fucks you up
Guess that's love if it fucks you up
If it fucks you up, if it fucks you up
Guess that's love if it fucks you up
If it fucks you up (if it fucks you up)
You fucked me up, I hate your guts
But you're still stuck in my head
You broke me down, but I come 'round
And I crawl back in your bed
All of my friends say I could do better
'Cause we're no good when we're together
No, I tried my best, but I guess that's love
If it fucks you up
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Thomas Grace, Glenn Diarmuid Herlihy, Ryan Jason Mcloughlin
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