Got It Bad
I cut you slack
You broke my back
Clench my fist and bite my tongue
Only do it while I'm young
Brace for the crash
I went downtown, and you told me not to stay too long
But you stole my keys
And I broke my phone, and I lost my lighter
Now I'm on my own
And I don't know how to get home
Got to know you, should've known it from the get-go
Now my hair's a mess, I'm looking like a shitshow
I'm fucking crying on the train, and it's all your fault
I cut you slack
You broke my back
Clench my fist and bite my tongue
Only do it while I'm young
Brace for the crash
I've got it bad
And I think it's time to go
Left at the bottom, I'm delivering the blow
Never see it coming with your hands around my throat
I'll hide the body, promise nobody will know (nobody will know)
And I don't know how to get home
Got to know you, should've known it from the get-go
Now my hair's a mess, I'm looking like a shitshow
I'm fucking crying on the train, and it's all your fault (yeah)
I cut you slack
You broke my back
Clench my fist and bite my tongue
Only do it while I'm young
Brace for the crash
Drown your thoughts
Sitting still and stoned
Rattle in my bones
Dreams fade fast
When you've fallen from your throne
Buzzing like a drone
I cut you slack
You broke my back
Clench my fist and bite my tongue
Only do it while I'm young
Brace for the crash
I got it bad
I got it bad
I got it bad
I got it bad
You broke my back
Clench my fist and bite my tongue
Only do it while I'm young
Brace for the crash
I went downtown, and you told me not to stay too long
But you stole my keys
And I broke my phone, and I lost my lighter
Now I'm on my own
And I don't know how to get home
Got to know you, should've known it from the get-go
Now my hair's a mess, I'm looking like a shitshow
I'm fucking crying on the train, and it's all your fault
I cut you slack
You broke my back
Clench my fist and bite my tongue
Only do it while I'm young
Brace for the crash
I've got it bad
And I think it's time to go
Left at the bottom, I'm delivering the blow
Never see it coming with your hands around my throat
I'll hide the body, promise nobody will know (nobody will know)
And I don't know how to get home
Got to know you, should've known it from the get-go
Now my hair's a mess, I'm looking like a shitshow
I'm fucking crying on the train, and it's all your fault (yeah)
I cut you slack
You broke my back
Clench my fist and bite my tongue
Only do it while I'm young
Brace for the crash
Drown your thoughts
Sitting still and stoned
Rattle in my bones
Dreams fade fast
When you've fallen from your throne
Buzzing like a drone
I cut you slack
You broke my back
Clench my fist and bite my tongue
Only do it while I'm young
Brace for the crash
I got it bad
I got it bad
I got it bad
I got it bad
Credits
Writer(s): Courtney Blake Ballard, Stefano Pigliapoco, Erez Levin, Keaton Whittaker, Danielle Marie Nigro
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