Wrong People

I got a habit of choosing the wrong People I got a habit of choosing the wrong People Way to much baggage can't carry them bags For next to nothing you always get mad Good hearted people always get the bad I should of noticed all of the red flags I shoulda known I shoulda known I shoulda known Something was wrong Something was wrong Something was wrong I got a habit of choosing the wrong People I got a habit of choosing the wrong People Ever been sad before Feel like a bad divorce Pray for somebody then see they true colors this ain't who you asking for I guess i know how to pick em But this just ain't adding up Cause in the beginning they swear that they want i guess just not bad enough Pretend to be someone else It's all a facade cause they're not they self Give them chance after chance but that never help In too deep and can't swim ain't no Micheal Phelps Invest time that you'll never get back Wishing they had what they lack They wonder why you get defensive Then swear they be getting attacked I just don't get it Honestly i just don't get it Maybe it's something im missing Maybe I'm being to giving Really don't know im just saying i Bet the next time will be different Ima make sure that she wit it I got a habit of choosing the wrong People I got a habit of choosing the wrong People Way to much baggage can't carry them bags For next to nothing you always get mad Good hearted people always get the bad I should of noticed all of the red flags I shoulda known I shoulda known I shoulda known Something was wrong Something was wrong Something was wrong I got a habit of choosing the wrong People I got a habit of choosing the wrong People I gotta pick up the pieces Before i can start reconstruction Didn't even check if I'm breathing Stab me in my back and did nothing Why did i love you Shouldn't have cuffed you Cause you could never be trusted To broke to fix it Thought you were different You just a usual suspect I Really need to start checking resumes Everyday Why Cause these people flexed up in every way So i say Bye We just end up going our separate ways Anyways Try to shoot my shot then we fade a way How you ever felt so alone In a room that's crowded Cause no matter how the sun shines Ya judgement still clouded I got a habit of choosing the wrong People I got a habit of choosing the wrong People Way to much baggage can't carry them bags For next to nothing you always get mad Good hearted people always get the bad I should of noticed all of the red flags I shoulda known I shoulda known I shoulda known Something was wrong Something was wrong Something was wrong I got a habit of choosing the wrong People I got a habit of choosing the wrong People