No Good

Ooh, the lightning strike
Of your bitter spark
Met the softer side
Of my sweetened heart
And the mess we kept
Crept around for days
While our sun-soaked summer
Turned into sour shade

But, I know the type
That you claim to be
Now then, I'll express
What you mean to me
As much as splintered skin
Or a ripped off nail
You're a papercut
You're the salt to snails, ha

Ooh, all I think of is the ecstasy
But the price of high
Costs your low esteem
So long gone is the afterglow
Chasing down a dream
Down a rabbit hole, oh no!

I know you're no good
I know you're no good
I know you're no good
I know you're no good

I know you're no good
I know you aren't any type of good



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Barber
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