Halsey – Bad At Love

Bad At Love lyrics

Got a boy back home in Michigan

Andhe tastes like Jack when I’m kissing him

So I told him that I never really liked his friends

Now he’s gone and he’s calling me a bitch again

There’s a guy that lives in a garden state

And he told me that we make it ’til we graduate

So I told himthatthat the music would be worth the wait

But he wants me in the kitchen with a dinner plate

I believe, I believe, I believeIbelieve

That we’re meant to be

But jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy

Get the best of me

Look, I don’t mean to frustrate,

But I

Always make the same mistakes, yeah

Always make the same mistakes ’cause

I’m bad at love

(Oohooh)

But you can’t blame me for tryin’

You know I’d be lyin’ sayin’

You were the one

(Oohooh)

That could finally fix me

Lookin’ at my history

I’m bad at love

Got a girl with California eyes

And I thought that she could really be the one this time

But I never got the chance to make her mine

Because she fell in love with little thin white lines

London girl with an attitude

We never told no one but we look so cute

Both got way better things to do

But I always think abouther when I’m riding through

I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe

That I’m in too deep

And jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy

Get the best in me

Look, I don’t mean to frustrate,

But IAlways make the same mistakes, yeah

IAlways make the same mistakes ’cause

I’m bad at love

(Oohooh)

But you can’t blame me for tryin’

You know I’d be lyin’ sayin’

You were the one

(Oohooh)

That could finally fix me

Lookin’ at my history

I’m bad at love

(Oohooh)

Oh, you know, you know, you know

I’m bad at love

(Oohooh)

I’m bad at love

(Oohooh)

I know that you’re afraid

I’m gonna walk away

Each time the feeling fades

Each time the feeling fades

I know that you’re afraid

I’m gonna walk away

Each time the feeling fades

You know I’m bad at love

(Oohooh)

But you can’t blame me for tryin’

You know I’d be lyin’

Sayin’You were the one

(Oohooh)

That could finally fix me

Lookin’ at my history

I’m bad at love

(Oohooh)

Oh, you know, you know, you know

I’m bad at love

(Oohooh)

Oh, oh