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've 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've 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've 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.