K. Flay - Bad Memory Lyrics
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Bad Memory
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What Are The Lyrics For Bad Memory By K. Flay?
I found you naked on the floor hungover
Got some number written sloppy on your palm, it's over Yeah, I recognize just who you truly are, a liar So I set all of your records and your clothes on fire Like what's up? I'm gone now Feeling good, feeling great, I'm a don now Like bye-bye, I'm set free Not on my mind, no lie, you're just a bad You're just a bad memory You're just a bad memory (Just a bad memory) I counted every time it hurt, one thousand Swear to God, I smell someone else on your shirt, no doubt You made me question everything I thought I knew, a lesson So I learned how to manipulate the world, a blessing Like what's up? I'm gone now Feeling good, feeling great, I'm a don now Like bye-bye, I'm set free Not on my mind, no lie, you're just a bad You're just a bad memory You're just a bad memory Evil boy, what a shame You tattooed my name On your neck like a chain Time, it heals the pain Time, it heals the pain Evil boy, what a shame You tattooed my name On your neck like a chain (Just a bad memory) Bad, bad, bad memory Bad, bad, bad memory Bad, bad, bad memory Bad, bad, bad memory Bad, bad, bad memory Bad, bad, bad memory Bad, bad, bad memory Bad, bad, bad memory |
Who Wrote Bad Memory By K. Flay?
David Emerson Dahlquist, Kristine Flaherty, Patrick Morrissey
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What's The Duration Of The Bad Memory By K. Flay?The duration of Bad Memory is 2:55 minutes and seconds. |
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