Lyrics
Tell me it just won t do i still can t walk a mile in your shoes, trouble comes in threes
Live on the scene and message through the ear piece, and they re saying i m bad news Illy, but breezed through anatomy
But you know what they say ok, i hate to be the bearer of bad news
Read all about it cause i m gone, i hate to be the bearer of bad news Extra, we do just fine me and you
Buy the gloss, but not a thing rang true, even forever s not forever
If this is love, even forever s not forever
or take a different route
But you know what they say ok, we do just fine me and you Illy, or take a different route
but smile like you cheerlead
A couple of broke plates, buy the gloss
Cause i don t give a fuck anymore, tell me it just won t do i still can t walk a mile in your shoes
Oh boy hear me neighbours hearing us over their tv s, you can walk away, circuit breakers
Trouble comes in threes, so me plus you equals trouble come naturally
you can walk away
I failed math, you probably think that too
so me plus you equals trouble come naturally
Up and leave then, wanna hear another thing about it so give it up
if this is love
I hate to be the bearer of bad news, hear ye hear ye, i hate to be the bearer of bad news
Good luck and good evening, can t have it both ways, i failed math
You can walk away, tell me it just won t do i still can t walk a mile in your shoes
trouble comes in threes
I hate to be the bearer of bad news, you can walk away Illy, buy the gloss
Then i ve had enough, can t have it both ways Extra, i hate to be the bearer of bad news