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

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Gregg Wattenberg, Kellen Pomeranz, Noah Kahan