BAD LUCK
Oh I can't fuck with the things you say
Or the things you do or the games you play no
I can't feel you 'cause I never relate but I feel you now and I'll see you later, I'm gone
So long
Reeking of that (uh, yeah)
It's too strong
Weekends out in cali, thunderstorms coming on (oh)
We back in the valley (uh)
You back in the bronx...
And then you say you miss the sex too much
I'm blocking all your calls 'cause it's all that you want
I fell for someone else while you lied about where you was
I know you need my help, but now I'm too in love, 'cause baby no
(You ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
Would rather make me happy by saying what's far from the
(Truth ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
I just got bad, bad luck (yeah)
(You ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
Would rather make me happy by saying what's far from the
(Truth ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
I just got bad, bad luck (yeah)
Oh I can't fuck with the things you say
Or the things you do or the games you play no
I can't feel you 'cause I never relate but I feel you now and I'll see you later
Oh I can't fuck with the things you say
Or the things you do or the games you play no
I can't feel you 'cause I never relate but I feel you now
But baby listen though 'cause you not the one
Yeah, I can't hold
Not good for my lungs, not good for my soul
I just want it over 'cause I think it's getting old
I just fucked you over 'cause you couldn't let me go (woah)
(You ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
Would rather make me happy by saying what's far from the
(Truth ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
I just got bad, bad luck (yeah)
(Bad, bad, bad, woah)
Oh I can't fuck with the things you say
Or the things you do or the games you play no
I can't feel you 'cause I never relate but I feel you now and I'll see you later
Oh I can't fuck with the things you say
Or the things you do or the games you play no
I can't feel you 'cause I never relate but I feel you now and I'll see you later, I'm gone
(You ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
Would rather make me happy by saying what's far from the
(Truth ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
I just got bad, bad luck (yeah)
(You ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
Would rather make me happy by saying what's far from the
(Truth ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
I just got bad, bad luck
Or the things you do or the games you play no
I can't feel you 'cause I never relate but I feel you now and I'll see you later, I'm gone
So long
Reeking of that (uh, yeah)
It's too strong
Weekends out in cali, thunderstorms coming on (oh)
We back in the valley (uh)
You back in the bronx...
And then you say you miss the sex too much
I'm blocking all your calls 'cause it's all that you want
I fell for someone else while you lied about where you was
I know you need my help, but now I'm too in love, 'cause baby no
(You ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
Would rather make me happy by saying what's far from the
(Truth ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
I just got bad, bad luck (yeah)
(You ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
Would rather make me happy by saying what's far from the
(Truth ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
I just got bad, bad luck (yeah)
Oh I can't fuck with the things you say
Or the things you do or the games you play no
I can't feel you 'cause I never relate but I feel you now and I'll see you later
Oh I can't fuck with the things you say
Or the things you do or the games you play no
I can't feel you 'cause I never relate but I feel you now
But baby listen though 'cause you not the one
Yeah, I can't hold
Not good for my lungs, not good for my soul
I just want it over 'cause I think it's getting old
I just fucked you over 'cause you couldn't let me go (woah)
(You ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
Would rather make me happy by saying what's far from the
(Truth ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
I just got bad, bad luck (yeah)
(Bad, bad, bad, woah)
Oh I can't fuck with the things you say
Or the things you do or the games you play no
I can't feel you 'cause I never relate but I feel you now and I'll see you later
Oh I can't fuck with the things you say
Or the things you do or the games you play no
I can't feel you 'cause I never relate but I feel you now and I'll see you later, I'm gone
(You ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
Would rather make me happy by saying what's far from the
(Truth ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
I just got bad, bad luck (yeah)
(You ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
Would rather make me happy by saying what's far from the
(Truth ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
I just got bad, bad luck
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Writer(s): Jack Irvine
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