Loving Was a Bad Idea - James Curry

Loving you was like a party I can't get used to losing you Every day was like a party I can't get over losing you Oh no no, I can't get over losing you Now losing you has got me down boy Never dreamed you'd be leaving me I make believe it never happened That's the hardest thing I ever tried to do I'd like to say it's a crime But I know I'm gonna heal up in time, yeah, yeah I'd like to call it a sin The way you're doin' me in The way you're doin' me in yeah, yeah Well loving you was like a sugar party oh yeah, yeah, yeahhh Oh loving you was like a party yeah yeah yeah I'd like to say it's a crime Oh but I knew I'm gonna heal in time I'd like to call it a sin The way you're doin' me in The way you're doin' me in yeah Loving you, loving you was like a party yeah, yeah, yeahhh Yeah, yeah Now loving you was like a good time party Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah Just loving, loving, loving, loving you baby Was like a, was like a party, party Loving, loving, loving, loving, loving Party Keep on loving baby, let's have a party Come on come on baby, let's have a party

It's a bad idea, me and you (I know, I totally agree) It's a bad idea, me and you I've never known anything so true It's a terrible idea, me and you You have a wife You have a husband You're my doctor You've got a baby coming It's a bad idea, me and you Let's just keep kissing 'til we come to Heart, stop racing Let's face it, making mistakes like this Will make worse what was already pretty bad Mind, stop running It's time we just let this thing go It was a pretty good bad idea, wasn't it though? It's a bad idea, me and you It's a bad idea, me and you Hold me close while I think this through Yeah, it's a very poor idea, me and you Heart, stop racing Let's face it, making mistakes like this Will make worse what was already pretty bad Mind, stop running It's time we just let this thing go It was a pretty good bad idea, wasn't it though? I know it's right for me It's the only thing I've ever done What if I never see myself ever be anything more Than what I've already become? I need a bad idea I need a bad idea I need a bad idea I need a bad idea Just one Heart, keep racing Let's make mistakes Let us say, "So what?" And make worse what was already pretty bad This secret is safe No reason to throw it away when there's love to be had Hold me tight as I tell myself that you might make sense And make good what has been just so bad Let's see this through It's a pretty good bad idea Me and you

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Prr, prr, prr Yeah, втора чаша, втори blunt Yeah, fake faces навън, взи'ам кеша, gotta run, uh Yeah, звучи кат' bad idea, eh Имаш си чиния, вече ня'а к'во да крия, eh Yeah, питам са какви са тия И ръцете си оста'ат мръсни и да ги измия, eh Yeah, пак на харабия Душата си оста'а тъжна и да се изсмея Малко проблеми, големи масури Забъркани в схеми, от малки големи Те са ми слаби, като анорекси Няма анекси, няма депресии Всички са свежи като парите дето сме взели Дебели лели, отивам във мола купувам Fuck на патрула, влизам нахлувам Аз съм акула, напреде плувам, uh-yeah-whoa-uh И не се преструвам, не се надувам, не, не, uh-yeah Мисля на лист, смесени пести От микрофони хвърчат парите Бият гърдите, нямат покритие Аз знам кого съм и знам си мечтите Yeah, втора чаша, втори blunt Yeah, fake faces навън, взи'ам кеша, gotta run, uh Yeah, звучи кат' bad idea, eh Имаш си чиния, вече ня'а к'во да крия, eh Yeah, питам са какви са тия И ръцете си оста'ат мръсни и да ги измия, eh Yeah, пак на харабия Душата си оста'а тъжна и да се изсмея Ехо добре, ко ми говориш, ко ми са прайш? Кот' и да ка'еш ти не ма знайш Края начало, началото слабо После го дръж, хвани го здраво Fake best, hi, no stress, big checks On the list, work hard, ain't no rest Ей за т'ва ние сме the best Hey, виж ма ся, виж ма ся Не ги ща тез неща, не ги ща тез места Yeah, хора със по две лица Искаш ся ма закъсня, вече съм далече, да Yeah, втора чаша, втори blunt Yeah, fake faces навън, взи'ам кеша, gotta run, uh Yeah, звучи кат' bad idea, eh Имаш си чиния, вече ня'а к'во да крия, eh Yeah, питам са какви са тия И ръцете си оста'ат мръсни и да ги измия, eh Yeah, пак на харабия Душата си оста'а тъжна и да се изсмея

You're saying that you want me you don't really understand Thought that we were friends now you're tryna' hold my hand Told her I don't want no money, I don't want no fucking fans Got the the type of friends that'll fly out to Japan I ain't got no other plan though I ain't got no other plan though I'd rather hide then go make a couple bands though Look they made a song, now they say their life's a movie That shit be Ironic cause they sitting and they bruising They got money and they wanna spend it like they're cruising Yeah yeah now they pull up, now they losing You make tracks to make stacks I make mine to kick back and relax It's the shit that you wish that you had I been thinking bout spitting and measuring time Doubling rhythms and tripling rhymes You wanna sell tickets, you wanna make lines Stop calling my number, the fuck off my line I switch my flow up like I'm NASDAQ Deliver all my promises like Amazon's my backpack They're half that and I ain't gotta prove it cause they're laughed at So I can leave it ringing in your head this ain't my last track You're saying that you want me you don't really understand Thought that we were friends now you're tryna' hold my hand Told her I don't want no money, I don't want no fucking fans Got the the type of friends that'll fly out to Japan I ain't got no other plan though I ain't got no other plan though I'd rather hide then go make a couple You're saying that you want me you don't really understand Thought that we were friends now you're tryna' hold my hand Told her I don't want no money, I don't want no fucking fans Got the the type of friends that'll fly out to Japan I ain't got no other plan though I ain't got no other plan though I'd rather hide then go make a couple bands though

Voices in my head Now tell me that I'm dead now I just don't believe it Just tell me can you prove that you can prove them wrong Prove them wrong Prove them wrong Prove them wrong Voices in my head say I might end up dead today Can you prove them wrong wrong Can you prove them wrong wrong Cause I don't think you can I don't think you can