What if I told you that I got sober
That I got older?
That I got that tattoo off my shoulder
That I'm strong again, I'm fun again
Would you love me then?
What if you saw me
What if you hate me?
What if I'm failing?
Or mentally ill?
Would you call me crazy?
Would you let me in, would you let me in?
Would you love me then?
I told you that my whole life
Could've sworn I would die young
My last words, twenty two years on my tongue
I'm bad luck, I'm bad luck, I'm bad luck
You know that I spend long nights brain fried, talking too much
I'm a booze-bag, do-bad, burnout, dead drunk
Yeah, I'm bad luck, I'm bad luck, I'm bad luck
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa, whoa
It's not your fault that my brain is vacant
That the world is trash and my dumb ass just got completely wasted
You washed your hands of all my sins
Have I lost you then?
Sometimes I hate it
My lack of patience
How sometimes love feels like a noun in some new foreign language
And now my heart is bent and worn so thin
Can you sew the skin?
I told you that my whole life
Could've sworn I would die young
My last words, twenty two years on my tongue
I'm bad luck, I'm bad luck, I'm bad luck
You know that I spend long nights brain fried, talking too much
I'm a booze-bag, do-bad, burnout, dead drunk
Yeah, I'm bad luck, I'm bad luck, I'm bad luck
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa, whoa
So if you look back
And you hate my past
Just know I'm doing everything that I can
I'm doing everything that I can
And if you look back
And can't stand my ass
I swear I'm doing everything that I can
I'm doing everything that I can
I told you that my whole life
Could've sworn I would die young
My last words, twenty two years on my tongue
I'm bad luck, I'm bad luck, I'm bad luck
You know that I spend long nights brain fried, talking too much
I'm a booze-bag, do-bad, burnout, dead drunk
Yeah, I'm bad luck, I'm bad luck, I'm bad luck
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