Bad For Me, Good For You

You call at 3 AM

Say you’re outside

Again

I let you in

I always do

Bare feet on the kitchen tile

You say you’ll change

I force a smile

I know the script

But I play it through

You’re bad for me

Good for you

You break my heart

Then ask for two

I stitch you up when you cut straight through

I hate the way I still want you

You’re bad for me

Good for you

I lose myself the more I prove

That I’d rather bleed than see us through

You’re bad for me

Good for you (oh, it’s true)

You love me when you’re bored

Leave your jacket on my floor

Just enough of you to keep me weak

You say that I’m “too much”

Then beg me for one more touch

You twist the knife

Then kiss my cheek

You’re bad for me

Good for you

You break my heart

Then ask for two

I stitch you up when you cut straight through

I hate the way I still want you

You’re bad for me

Good for you

I lose myself the more I prove

That I’d rather bleed than see us through

You’re bad for me

Good for you

I delete your name

You text me “home?”

I swear I’m done

Then I don’t say no (oh no)

How do I miss

What tears me apart?

Why does your poison

Taste like my heart?

You’re bad for me

Good for you

You break my heart

Then ask for two

I stitch you up when you cut straight through

I hate the way I still want you

You’re bad for me

Good for you

I lose myself the more I prove

That I’d rather ache than face the truth

You’re bad for me

Good for you