I'm good at fucking things up But I'm better at apologizing I knew you'd call my bluff At least now you're recognizing Historically I'd pack my shit up and leave Cause I'm afraid Of what's underneath I can't stay between the lines I'm bad for you I'm bad for me She's my CPA Consigliere When I'm the old me Her adversary Open casket She wanna carry No open carry A baby basket Turn 31 And I'm Baskin Robbins I'm Carol Baskin I'm That's when I relapse So I can relax You know the facts Typically I'd try to make you believe Cause I'm a afraid Of what I've come to be I can't stay another night I'm bad for you I'm bad for me