Got a boy back home in Michigan And it 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 him that the music would be worth the wait But he wants me in the kitchen with a dinner plate
Look, I don't mean to frustrate, but I Always make the same mistakes, yeah I Always make the same mistakes 'cause
I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh) But you can't blame me for tryin' You know I'd be lyin' sayin' You were the one (ooh-ooh) That could finally fix me Lookin' at my history I'm bad at love