Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Why am I like this?
Why am I like this
I got two left feet and I blame it on you
I find the dynamite and I make us go boom-boom-boom
And I don't wanna be like this
I'm tryna talk to my therapist
In truth I know it's me and all my issues
I hate when I come home and I put them on you, ooh, ooh
I swear, I'm not terrible, I just get emotional
I end up sayin' sorry every time
I wanna cause a scene just to feel alive
Maybe I'm only mean 'cause I know you're mine
And I hate myself for making you cry
I know, that I really fucked it up this time
Hurricane blowing through your town
I know it's hard for you just to stick around
And I hate myself for making you cry
I know, that I really fucked it up this time
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
I know, that I really fucked it up this time
I promise will be the last time
That I do all the things that I said that I wouldn't do last night
Then I lose my shit and I slam the door
And I ask myself, what did I do that for?
I'm the damaged type but it's no excuse
For all of my hurt that I'm living, I'm giving to you, ooh, ooh
I swear, I'm not terrible (I swear, I'm not terrible), I just get emotional (I just get emotional)
I end up feeling sorry for myself
I wanna cause a scene just to feel alive
Maybe I'm only mean 'cause I know you're mine
And I hate myself for making you cry
I know, that I really fucked it up this time
Hurricane blowing through your town
I know it's hard for you just to stick around
And I hate myself for making you cry
I know, that I really fucked it up this time
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
(I really, I really, yeah)
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
I know, that I really fucked it up this time
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
I know, that I really fucked it up this time
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