Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bad Luck , by - Noah Kahan. Release date: 16.09.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bad Luck |
| What if I told you that I got sober? |
| That I got older? |
| That I got that tattoo off my shoulder |
| That I’m strong again, I’m fun again, would you love me then? |
| What if you saw me, what if you hate me? |
| What if I’m failing? |
| Or mentally ill? |
| Would you call me crazy? |
| Would you let me in, would you let me in, would you love me then? |
| I told you that my whole life, could have sworn I would die young |
| My last words, twenty two years on my tongue |
| I’m bad luck, I’m bad luck, I’m bad luck |
| You know that I spend long nights brain fried, talking too much |
| I’m a booze-bag, do-bad, burnout, dead drunk |
| Yeah, I’m bad luck, I’m bad luck, I’m bad luck |
| Whoa |
| Whoa |
| Whoa, whoa |
| It’s not your fault that my brain is vacant |
| That the world is trash and my dumb ass just got completely wasted |
| You washed your hands of all my sins, have I lost you then? |
| Sometimes I hate it, my lack of patience |
| How sometimes love feels like a noun in some new foreign language |
| And now my heart is bent and worn so thin, can you sew the skin? |
| I told you that my whole life, could have sworn I would die young |
| My last words, twenty two years on my tongue |
| I’m bad luck, I’m bad luck, I’m bad luck |
| You know that I spend long nights brain fried, talking too much |
| I’m a booze-bag, do-bad, burnout, dead drunk |
| Yeah, I’m bad luck, I’m bad luck, I’m bad luck |
| Whoa |
| Whoa |
| Whoa, whoa |
| So if you look back, and you hate my past |
| Just know I’m doing everything that I can |
| I’m doing everything that I can |
| And if you look back, and can’t stand my ass |
| I swear I’m doing everything that I can |
| I’m doing everything that I can |
| I told you that my whole life, could have sworn I would die young |
| My last words, twenty two years on my tongue |
| I’m bad luck, I’m bad luck, I’m bad luck |
| You know that I spend long nights brain fried, talking too much |
| I’m a booze-bag, do-bad, burnout, dead drunk |
| I’m bad luck, I’m bad luck, I’m bad luck |