Bad Advice - Ingrid Andress

I drove

Down to Trader Joe’s

Straight to aisle five

Got a bottle of Malört, 'cause

My friend told me

If I drink the whole thing

Then I wouldn’t think about you

And after glass two, well

I’d be brand new

And I tried

A one night kinda guy

Made out in the parking lot

And that’s so not my style, but

My sister said, I’ve

Gotta kiss a lot of frogs

Before I find my prince, so

That’s just what I did, but I’m

No closer to gettin' over you

No closer to heartache bein' through

Every remedy or stupid thing I tried

Ain’t helped me like it should

But at least I’m gettin' good

At takin' bad advice

Oh, bad advice, yeah

Every remedy or stupid thing I tried

Ain’t helped me like it should

But at least I’m gettin' good

I’m turnin' singles into double

Fallin' out of love and into trouble

I’m so messed up

Tryin' to forget us

Yeah, I’m down just to try

About anything once, I’m

No closer to gettin' over you

No closer to heartache bein' through

Every remedy or stupid thing I tried

Ain’t helped me like it should

But at least I’m gettin' good

At takin' bad advice

Oh, bad advice, yeah

Every remedy or stupid thing I tried

Ain’t helped me like it should

But at least I’m gettin' good

At takin'

Bad advice

Ooh-ooh, yeah

No, no, no, no

No, no, no, no, I’m

No closer to gettin' over you

No closer to heartache bein' through

Every remedy or stupid thing I tried

Ain’t helped me like it should

But at least I’m gettin' good

At takin' bad advice (oh, bad advice)

Oh, bad advice (oh, bad advice), yeah

Every remedy or stupid thing I tried

Ain’t helped me like it should

But at least I’m gettin' good

At takin' bad advice

Ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah, yeah

Oh-oh-oh

Bad advice