Lyrics Sad Poetic - QTY

Sad Poetic

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