Bad Girl Free Dom, Block 2

White tank top, cherry stains – I broke my nose again
You’re scrolling through your screens, looking for my profile
Think I’m asleep, but I’m a question mark, my friend
So mysterious, so dangerous, your style
Bruises on my knees – they’re not for you
Don’t call me “baby”, don’t say “please”
I do whatever I wanna do
My reputation? I’ll burn it with ease

You say I’m a bad girl
Always drinking coffee, bad girl
Looking for drama in someone else’s bed, girl
Still I never get enough, girl
I’m that bad girl
The one who drives your mother insane
Makes your new girlfriend feel the pain
Might flirt with your daddy again
I’m a bad girl, duh

I’m a bad girl, duh

I like it when you lose control
Even when I swear I’m not
Yours – you still wanna play the role
Like I’m your hunt, you’re my shot
My mommy likes to sing along with me
But she won’t sing this one, you’ll see
If she reads the lyrics, honestly
She’ll say, “Girl, why you doing them dirty?”
You say I’m a bad girl
Always drinking coffee, bad girl
Looking for drama in someone else’s bed, girl
Still I never get enough, girl
I’m that bad girl
The one who drives your mother insane
Makes your new girlfriend feel the pain
Might flirt with your daddy again
I’m a bad girl, duh

I’m a bad girl, duh

I’m only good at being bad, bad
I like it when you’re catching fire
You’re so funny when you’re mad all alone
Your ex is crying: “Why’s she on his phone?”
Well, I don’t know what she sees in me
Maybe the mint taste on my lips, you see

Bad girl
Bad girl
Bad girl
Bad girl
Bad girl, duh