BAD GUY - Smith & Myers

White shirt

Now red my bloody nose

Sleepin’

You’re on your tippy toes

Creepin’

Around like no one knows

Think you’re so criminal

Bruises

On both my knees for you

Don’t say

Thank you or please

I do what I want

When I’m wanting to

My soul

So cynical

So you’re a tough guy

Like it really rough guy

Just can’t get enough guy

Chest always so puffed guy

I’m that bad type

Make your mama sad type

Make your girlfriend mad tight

Might seduce your dad type

I’m the bad guy

I like it when you take control

Even if you know that you don’t

Own me

I’ll let you play the role

I’ll be your animal

My mommy

Likes to sing along with me

But she won’t sing this song

If she reads all the lyrics

She’ll pity the men I know

So you’re a tough guy

Like it really rough guy

Just can’t get enough guy

Chest always so puffed guy

I’m that bad type

Make your mama sad type

Make your girlfriend mad tight

Might seduce your dad type

I’m the bad guy duh

I’m the bad guy duh

I’m only good at being bad bad

I like when you get mad

I guess I’m pretty glad

That you’re alone

You said she’s scared of me

I mean

I don’t see what she sees

But maybe it’s ’cause

I’m wearing your cologne

I’m a bad guy

I’m I’m a bad guy