Turns Me Bad
You're a weakness of mine
Looking into the sky
When the sun's making my head spin
In the backseat of my Fiat 500, I
Kiss you like nobody's watching
Maybe we're halfway home
Midnight on a Monday
Drinking from tins in the moonlight
Thinking "Who the fuck even are we?"
There's something about you that I'm craving for
The way that your body makes me want more
The way that I'm losing my school of thought
There's something about you
There's something about you that turns me bad
'Cause I'm never knowing where your head is at
And you're not a thing that I can just take back
There's something about you
You're an experience
I'm in the audience
Giving a standing ovation
Nothing is permanent
We're a bit dissonant
Part of a realisation
I forget who I am
Midnight on a Friday
Drinking our sins in the moonlight
Thinking "Who the hell even are we?"
There's something about you that I'm craving for
The way that your body makes me want more
The way that I'm losing my school of thought
There's something about you
There's something about you that turns me bad
'Cause I'm never knowing where your head is at
And you're not a thing that I can just take back
There's something about you
Try to forget about it, try taking space
Try not to think, but I can't get it off my brain
Over-obsessive, and
I hate the way you got me so bad
Try to forget about it
Try not to think, but I can't get it off my brain
(Try to forget about it)
You got me so bad
There's something about you that I'm craving for
The way that your body makes me want more
The way that I'm losing my school of thought
There's something about you
There's something about you that turns me bad
'Cause I'm never knowing where your head is at
And you're not a thing that I can just take back
There's something about you
Turns me bad
There's something about you
Looking into the sky
When the sun's making my head spin
In the backseat of my Fiat 500, I
Kiss you like nobody's watching
Maybe we're halfway home
Midnight on a Monday
Drinking from tins in the moonlight
Thinking "Who the fuck even are we?"
There's something about you that I'm craving for
The way that your body makes me want more
The way that I'm losing my school of thought
There's something about you
There's something about you that turns me bad
'Cause I'm never knowing where your head is at
And you're not a thing that I can just take back
There's something about you
You're an experience
I'm in the audience
Giving a standing ovation
Nothing is permanent
We're a bit dissonant
Part of a realisation
I forget who I am
Midnight on a Friday
Drinking our sins in the moonlight
Thinking "Who the hell even are we?"
There's something about you that I'm craving for
The way that your body makes me want more
The way that I'm losing my school of thought
There's something about you
There's something about you that turns me bad
'Cause I'm never knowing where your head is at
And you're not a thing that I can just take back
There's something about you
Try to forget about it, try taking space
Try not to think, but I can't get it off my brain
Over-obsessive, and
I hate the way you got me so bad
Try to forget about it
Try not to think, but I can't get it off my brain
(Try to forget about it)
You got me so bad
There's something about you that I'm craving for
The way that your body makes me want more
The way that I'm losing my school of thought
There's something about you
There's something about you that turns me bad
'Cause I'm never knowing where your head is at
And you're not a thing that I can just take back
There's something about you
Turns me bad
There's something about you
Credits
Writer(s): Jack Wilson, Samuel Morris, Natassja Shiner, Jack Trebor Herrington, Jonathan David Capeci
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