Sad Poetic - QTY

Found myself getting sick of myself

And women only holding double blades

And I heard time heals all wounds

I never knew that even time could bruise

Now I know it’s true

Habits are hard, health is easier to lose

And I don’t wanna be a, bad investment

Causing only, bad intentions

No I don’t wanna sound like a, sad poetic

Saying one thing, then I regret it

But ooh, ah ooh

Baby come on

Ooh, ah ooh

Baby come on

Found myself a replacement

I’m heading north to wash off this grease

And communication’s effortless

If no one tries to contact me

Oh darling, believe I’m not hard to please

And I don’t wanna be a, bad investment

Causing only, bad intentions

No I don’t wanna sound like a, sad poetic

Saying one thing, then I regret it

But ooh, ah ooh

Baby come on

Ooh, ah ooh

Baby come on