I drove down to Trader Joes 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 getting´ 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