Bad Boys

Got a Little thing for bad boys
Got a little thing for lethal love
Something bewitching in that voice
Makes the lies turn into words of gold
You say I have eyes like shooting stars
Bet you don't know what colour they are
It's hard to hate someone so charming
I hate myself instead for falling
In your spell that's so disarming
Should have known I'm digging my own pit
You say you and me are meant to be
If I hold on am I too naïve?
You're a bad bad boy, a bad bad choice
You're my weekest point and I'm tumbling down
You're a bad bad boy, a bad bad choice
And you're everything I was warned about
Behind a curse is a blessing,
The cure's worse than the syndrome, in fact
I don't wanna be a spring fling
But inside I know I'm your fall back
Scared to lose you so I close my eyes
Please be kind and whisper sweet, sweet lies
You're a bad bad boy, a bad bad choice
You're my weekest point and I'm tumbling down
You're a bad bad boy, a bad bad choice
And you're everything I was warned about
Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn me down
Should have known, should have seen you're a haunted house
Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn me down
Story goes, you've moved on while I slowly drown
You're a bad bad boy, a bad bad choice
You're my weekest point and I'm tumbling down
You're a bad bad boy, a bad bad choice
And you're everything I was warned about
You're a bad bad boy, a bad bad choice
You're my weekest point and I'm tumbling down
You're a bad bad boy, a bad bad choice
And you're everything I was warned about