Letra de ' Bad Advice ' de Ingrid Andress

Mm, mm, ooh, yeah, yeah 

I drove down to Trader Joe's 
Straight to aisle five, got a bottle of Merlot 
'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 being through 
Every remedy or stupid thing I try ain't helpin' like it should 
But at least I'm getting good at takin' bad advice 
Oh, bad advice, yeah 
Every remedy or stupid thing I try ain't helpin' like it should 
But at least I'm getting good 

At turning singles into doubles 
Falling out of love and into trouble 
I'm so messed up tryna forget us 
Yeah, I'm down just to try about anything one time 

No closer to gettin' over you 
No closer to heartache being through 
Every remedy or stupid thing I try ain't helpin' like it should 
But at least I'm getting good at taking bad advice 
Oh, bad advice, yeah 
Every remedy or stupid thing I try ain't helpin' like it should 
But at least I'm getting good at taking 
Bad advice, ooh, yeah (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah) 
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no 

But I'm no closer to gettin' over you 
No closer to heartache being through 
Every remedy or stupid thing I try ain't helpin' like it should 
But at least I'm getting good at taking bad advice (Oh, bad advice) 
Oh, bad advice, yeah (Oh, bad advice) 
Every remedy or stupid thing I try ain't helping like it should 
But at least I'm getting good at takin' bad advice 
Oh, yeah, yeah, oh 
Bad advice