Bad for Me ​H​ANSON

I wish I could let her go
Without believing she's gone
Every broken heart knows the feeling
Of loving when you should be moving on

Saying these words I choke
Like breakting in cigarette smoke
For every moment of bliss
There were ten times that she led me to the rope

Now I see
This love is bad for me
This love is bad for me

I don't care where she's gonе
When I have her in my arms
I tеll her I would never leave her
Even though she is the one that's leaving every time

She left me on a Monday
Without ever saying why
And came back on a Wednesday
Just because she changed her mind
And the love we made on Thursday
You know it made me blind to see
Now I see
This love is bad for me