Lyric Context Universe
i'm glad
you were bad
so bad to me
i'm glad
you were bad
so bad to me
i'm glad
you were bad
so bad to me
i'm glad
you were bad
so bad to me
i should've known a girl like you really ain't my type
you told me you were bad news
baby
i should've known a girl like you really ain't my type
you told me you were bad news
baby
with your painted face and lipstick i just couldn't put you down
and even though i knew you were bad and no good
i cried
with your painted face and lipstick i just couldn't put you down
and even though i knew you were bad and no good
i cried
you were the starting again
you were bad
a little birdie with a broken wing
you were the starting again
you were bad
a little birdie with a broken wing