Got a boy back home in Michigan
And it tastes like Jack when I'm kissing him
So I told him that I never
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
But he wants me in the kitchen
I believe I believe, I believe, I believe
But jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy
Look, I don't mean to frustrate, but I
Always make the same mistakes, yeah I
Always make the same mistakes 'cause
Got a girl with California eyes
And I thought that she could really
But I never got the chance to make her mind
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 about it
I believe I believe, I believe, I believe
And jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy
Look, I don't mean to frustrate, but I
Always make the same mistakes, yeah I
Always make the same mistakes 'cause
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
I'm bad at love (ooh- ooh)
I'm bad at love (ooh- ooh)
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
I'm bad at love (ooh- ooh)
I'm bad at love (ooh- ooh)
