Bad Time

Thought to call me up that one time
Thought that I heard gunfire
I stepped outside, left a message saying "Hi"
I answered from a firefight, told you it's a bad time

But I can talk
I really wanna talk to you
I'm being stalked
By killer robots, and I'm pretty sure they're bulletproof
It's a bad time

I thought to call you up so many times
I heard gunfire in the dead of the night
Left a message saying "Hi"
I answered from a drive by
Told you it's a bad time

But I can talk
No, I really wanna talk to you
I'm being stalked
By Latin royalty and me, and Bobby just ate shrooms
It's a bad time

And you're the only one that I can tell
That I can talk to
I should be under your spell right now
Your spell right now

The way you move moves me, eh
With no place left to go
And your sweet voice leaves me speechless
Like you will never know

I really wanna talk to you
Oh, I really wanna talk to you
I really wanna talk
I really wanna talk to you
I really wanna talk
I really wanna talk to you (whoa-oh-oh-oh)

And you're the only one that I can tell
That I can talk to (whoa-oh-oh-oh)
I should be under your spell right now
Your spell right now

The way you move, it moves me
With no place left to go
Your sweet voice leaves me speechless
Like you will never know

I really wanna talk to you



Credits
Writer(s): Derek Grant, Daniel Andriano, Matthew Thomas Skiba
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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