Problem Child

By Bebe Rexha

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She was a problem child, misunderstood, never did any good

Always running wild, her lonely heart beat in the darkest of nights

And all she ever wanted was a home, she could call her own

And all she ever wanted was a home, to belong

To belong

To belong

To belong

She was a problem child, misunderstood, never did any good

Always running wild, her lonely heart beat in the darkest of nights

And all she ever wanted was a home, she could call her own

And all she ever wanted was a home, to belong

To belong

To belong

To belong