paroles de chanson Bad Blood - Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox feat. Aubrey Logan

Band-aids don't fix bullet holes
You say sorry just for show
If you live like that, you live with ghosts
You forgive, you forget, but you never let it go
Cause baby, now we got bad blood
You know it used to be mad love
So take a look what you've done
Cause baby, now we got bad blood
Hey!
I can't take it back, look where I'm at
We was on D like DOC, remember that?
My TLC was quite OD, ID my facts
Now POV of you and me, similar Iraq
I don't hate you but I hate to
Critique, overrate you
These beats of a dark heart
Use basslines to replace you
Take time and erase you
Love don't hear no more
No, I don't fear no more
Better yet respect ain't quite sincere no more
Oh, it's so sad to
Think about the good times
You and I
'Cause baby, now we got bad blood
You know it used to be mad love
So take a look what you've done
'Cause baby, now we've got bad bad blood
Hey!
Now we've got problems
And I don't think we can solve 'em
You made a really deep cut
And baby, now we got bad blood
Remember when you tried to write me off?
Remember when you thought I'd take a loss?
Don't you remember?
You said I would need yah
Follow procedure, remember?
Oh wait you got amnesia
It was my season for
Battle wounds
Battle scars
Body bumped
Bruised, Stabbed in the back
Brimstone, fire jumping through
Still, one wrong move, I got money and power
We gotta live with the bad blood now
Oh, it's so sad to
Think about the good times
You and I
'Cause baby, now we got bad blood
You know it used to be mad love
So take a look what you've done
And baby, now we've got bad bad blood
Hey!
Now we got problems
And I don't think we can solve 'em
You made a really deep cut
And baby, now we got bad blood
Band-aids don't fix bullet holes
You say sorry just for show
You live like that, you live with ghosts
You forgive, you forget but you never let it go
Band-aids don't fix bullet holes
You say sorry just for show
You live like that, you live with ghosts
If you love like that, blood runs cold
*Trombone solo*
Oh, now we got problems
And I don't think we can solve 'em
You made a really deep cut
And baby, now we got bad bad blood
Hey!
Now we got bad blood
Oh, it used to be mad love
Now, look, baby, what you've done
Now we got bad blood
Oh, now we got problems
And I don't think we can solve 'em
You made a really deep cut
And, baby, now we got bad blood
Hey!