Bad News

My lips against yours
Your clothes are on the floor
You said it was complicated but look at us now

My brain is fucked and I guess it's just bad luck
That you ran into me

And now you've run home and I've gotta go play a show
In the city
You look so pretty
Your eyes are in my mind I hope that I'm yours too
But it's sadly true
That you're bad news

Your soul is so cynical
You make me feel like I'm in love again
But it's just the moment

That night in my car you said that I'd become a star
You whispered in my ear don't forget me

And now you've run home and ive gotta go play a show
In the city
You look so pretty
Your eyes are in my mind I hope that I'm yours too
But it's sadly true
That you're bad news



Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Broadhurst
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