I know that you’re afraid I’m gonna walk away
[Pre-Chorus]
We never told no one, but we look so cute
[Verse 2]

I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
But you can’t blame me for tryin’
And it tastes like Jack when I’m kissing him
[Verse 1]
Lookin’ at my history
Each time the feeling fades
[Pre-Chorus]
But you can’t blame me for tryin’
And jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy get the best in me
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Got a boy back home in Michigan
Because she fell in love with little thin white lines
You know I’d be lyin’ sayin’

You were the one (ooh-ooh)
Lookin’ at my history
So I told him that I never really liked his friends
Always make the same mistakes ’cause
I know that you’re afraid I’m gonna walk away
Each time the feeling fades
You were the one (ooh-ooh)
That could finally fix me
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Both got way better things to do
I’m bad at love
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Always make the same mistakes ’cause
That could finally fix me
That could finally fix me
Look, I don’t mean to frustrate, but I
Oh, you know, you know, you know
But he wants me in the kitchen with a dinner plate
You were the one (ooh-ooh)

But you can’t blame me for tryin’
I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe that we’re meant to be
London girl with an attitude
But jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy get the best of me
You know I’d be lyin’ sayin’
So I told him that the music would be worth the wait

I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe that I’m in too deep
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
But I always think about it when I’m riding through
You know I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
You know I’d be lyin’ sayin’
Oh, you know, you know, you know
There’s a guy that lives in the garden state

Lookin’ at my history
Always make the same mistakes, yeah

I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
[Chorus]
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Always make the same mistakes, yeah

And I thought that she could really be the one this time
[Chorus]
Got a girl with California eyes

[Bridge]
I’m bad at love
Each time the feeling fades

Look, I don’t mean to frustrate, but I
But I never got the chance to make her mine
[Chorus]
And he told me that we’d make it ’til we graduate
Oh, oh
Now he’s gone and he’s calling me a bitch again