Bad Love - Phildel

Boy, there’s no room for your bad love

You drop it down here like it’s enough, oh no

You’ll never be more than someone that I used to know

Running round town while you’re with me

Comin' back home feeling empty, I know

You’ll never be more than somewhere that I didn’t go…

Boy, there’s no room for your bad love here

Never had much of a heart to aim for

I’m holding it back for the right idea

Holding it back for the love I came for

I know that you don’t know better

I know that you don’t know why I left ya

Scared of the truth cause you’re killin' it

Scared of the proof cause you’re spillin' it, everywhere

Your lie’s catching up like a bullet moving through the air…

Boy, there’s no room for your bad love here

Never had much of a heart to aim for

I’m holding it back for the right idea

Holding it back for the love I came for

Boy, there’s no room for your bad love here

Never had much of a heart to aim for

I’m holding it back for the right idea

Holding it back for the love I came for

For the love I came for

Holding it back for the right idea

Holding it back for the love I came for