Compositor: Shelailai
I go up, down, round and round, life on a roller coaster
I could buss down right now just so someone notice
I been cussed out, ow-ow, guess I had it coming
But I just turn around, do the hokey pokey and ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I know that I fucked up
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, not so good at love stuff
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, he think I'm a monster
I just want the pasta with the lobster
I broke his heart, I spent his money
I stole a car, thought it was funny
When I said sorry, I ain't meant it
Hope God lets bad girls into heaven
Made him fall in love when I felt nothing
I burned his stuff then took off running
When I said sorry, I ain't meant it
Hope God lets bad girls into heaven
HGLBGH
I know I cannot be pegged as innocent, but sure
Gon' stay movin' that way
I know I might lack in sentiment, but I'm just not one to be played
I've got problems, can't deny it, answer isn't always violence
Tryna take a hit off my list, I'm not perfect, I'm just trying
I wasn't always this way, I think I'm better now
I done been put in my place, I had to settle down
I try to stay in my lane and follow my sound
I got enough on my plate, yeah, I get around
I broke his heart, I spent his money
I stole a car, thought it was funny
When I said sorry, I ain't meant it
Hope God lets bad girls into heaven
Made him fall in love when I felt nothing
I burned his stuff then took off running
When I said sorry, I ain't meant it
Hope God lets bad girls into heaven
Hope God lets bad girls into heaven
Hope God lets bad girls into heaven