Bad News Boy (feat. Mr. Stee)

My last guy he paired well with red wine
You would, you would
You would pair well with late nights
I like how your name sounds
When it rolls off my tongue
You're bad news boy
No games no ploy
Take me home with you
Let's cut the bullshit now

I wear the same perfume
Which I wore when I met you
Oh nostalgia
Nostalgia kills me
With daydreams of lovers kissing
Oh nostalgia
Kills me with dreams of you

Oh I keep suppressing, while you're undressing
Emotions that I found myself tripping over
Time and time again
So I swallow back, you keep on asking
Unbutton secrets you've tucked away
I like how your voice sounds
Best against my neck
You're bad news boy
No games no ploy
Take me home with you

I wear the same perfume
Which I wore when I met you
Oh nostalgia
Nostalgia kills me
With daydreams of lovers kissing
Oh nostalgia
Kills me with dreams of you

Of you
You
Of you
You



Credits
Writer(s): Una Mey
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