Bad Taste

(Yeah)

He's a drug dealer, a serial cheater

Run my heart over with an 18-wheeler

And I'm still sittin' shotgun

99 problems

And one motherfucker that caused them (yeah)

Maybe I'm just masochistic, I should probably go (go)

You look so good with my lipstick on your neck, you know

I want you with the gold chain

Make me wanna do bad, bad things

Runnin' back to you is my toxic trait

I guess I just got bad taste

Ooh, yeah, bad taste

Leave me feelin' blue with a sad face

Runnin' back to you is my toxic trait

I guess I just got bad taste (bad taste)

(Yeah)

He's a hot drummer, fuckboy summer

Kinda guy you'd never introduce to your mother

Got a big (ego), even bigger, (you know)

I come over and over, but then I'd go home emo

Maybe I'm just masochistic, I should probably go (go)

You look so good with my lipstick on your neck, you know

I want you with the gold chain

Make me wanna do bad, bad things

Runnin' back to you is my toxic trait

I guess I just got bad taste

Ooh, yeah, bad taste

Leave me feelin' blue with a sad face

Runnin' back to you is my toxic trait

I guess I just got bad taste

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

I guess I just got bad taste

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

I guess I just got bad taste