Gettin' Bi

Letra:

I don't know how

I don’t know why

But I like ladies 

And I like guys 

I realize it's a surprise 

But now I see that that’s just me 

It’s not like I even try 

So, if you ask me how I'm doin'

Here is my reply:

I'm g-g-g-g-gettin' bi

I'm gettin' bi

Oh yeah, I'm lettin' my bi flag fly

Not gonna hide it, not gonna lie

I'm a bi kinda guy 

There’s no reason to be shy 

My oh my, it's a fact I can't deny 

I'm bi, bi, bi until the day I die 

Now some may say

"Oh, you're just gay

Why don’t you just go gay all the way?"

But that's not it

'Cause bi's legit 

Whether you're a he or a she 

We might be a perfect fit 

And one more thing 

I tell you what 

Being bi does not imply that you're a player or a slut 

Sure, I like sex 

But I’m no ho

I take things slow

Until I feel at ease 

So, if you ask me how I’m doing

I'm feeling preppy, sprightly, spry

I'm g-g-g-g-gettin' bi

I'm gettin' bi

And it’s something I’d like to demystify 

It's not a phase

I'm not confused

Not indecisive

I don't have the "gotta choose" blues

I don't care if you wear high heels or a tie

You might just catch my eye

Because I'm definitely bi 

Big man!

I'm gettin' bi

I'm gettin' bi

I'm gettin' bi 

I'm gettin' bi 

I'm gettin' bi 

I'm gettin' bi 

It doesn't take an intellectual

To get that I'm bisexual

Episódio 14 da série "Crazy Ex-Girlfriend"

Bad at Love - Halsey

Letra:

Got a boy back home in Michigan

And it tastes like Jack when I'm kissing him

So I told him that I never really liked his friends

Now he's gone and he's calling me a bitch again

There's a guy that lives in a garden state

And he told me that we make it 'til we graduate

So I told him the music would be worth the wait

But he wants me in the kitchen with a dinner plate

I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe

That we're meant to be

But jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy

Get the best of me

Look, I don't mean to frustrate, but I

Always make the same mistakes, yeah I

Always make the same mistakes 'cause

I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)

But you can't blame me for tryin'

You know I'd be lyin' sayin'

You were the one (ooh-ooh)

That could finally fix me

Lookin' at my history

I'm bad at love

Got a girl with California eyes

And I thought that she could really be the one this time

But I never got the chance to make her mine

Because she fell in love with little thin white lines

London girl with an attitude

We never told no one but we look so cute

Both got way better things to do

But I always think about it when I'm riding through

I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe

That I'm in too deep

And jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy

Get the best in me

Look, I don't mean to frustrate, but I

Always make the same mistakes, yeah I

Always make the same mistakes 'cause

I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)

But you can't blame me for tryin'

You know I'd be lyin' sayin'

You were the one (ooh-ooh)

That could finally fix me

Lookin' at my history

I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)

Oh, you know, you know, you know (ooh-ooh)

I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)

I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)

I know that you're afraid

I'm gonna walk away

Each time the feeling fades

Each time the feeling fades

I know that you're afraid

I'm gonna walk away

Each time the feeling fades

You know I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)

But you can't blame me for tryin'

You know I'd be lyin' sayin'

You were the one (ooh-ooh)

That could finally fix me

Lookin' at my history

I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)

Oh, you know, you know, you know (ooh-ooh)

I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh)

Oh, oh