BAD HOBBY
YENA
BAD HOBBY
I picked up a new hobby
Love games like flowers (u-hoo!)
Daily, my hobby is breaking hearts
Boy, you're like a withered rose
All the things you said
You freakin' liar, hoping for the same love
Pretending to be just friends in public
I'm the only fool in this situation, oh my gosh
The party turned into a mess at three A.M.
With my girls
Wearing red lipstick and a leather jacket
(Mm-mm) uh-oh
You lie, lie, lie, lie, lie
Love, woah-oh-oh
My feelings have turned cold
Not sorry? Feel this crappy ending
I picked up a new hobby
Love games like flowers (u-hoo!)
Daily, my hobby is breaking hearts
Boy, you're like a withered rose
All the things you said
You freakin' liar, hoping for the same love
Your car broke down, breakfast at Tiffany's
Smiling on a broken bed, lxxk to you
In the worst romance thriller, in the cookie scene, you'll scream
Like (mm-mm) mm-mm
I'm la-la-la-la-la again
Love, woah-oh-oh
Your favorites are stained black
Not sorry, feel this crappy ending
I picked up a new hobby
Love games like flowers (u-hoo!)
Daily, my hobby is breaking hearts
Boy, you're like a withered rose
All the things you said
You freakin' liar, hoping for the same love