[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
There’s blood in my mouth ‘cause I’ve been biting my tongue all week. I keep on talking trash but I never say anything. And it’s bad news, baby I’m bad news, I’m just bad news, bad news, bad news. There’s a pretty young thing in front of you, and she’s real pretty and she’s real into you, and then she’s sleeping inside of you. And the talking leads to touching, then touching leads to sex, and then there is no mystery left. And it’s bad news, I don’t blame you, I do the same thing, I get lonely too. And you’re bad news, my friends tell me to leave you, that you’re bad news, bad news, bad news. Baby you’re bad news, I don’t care, I like you.
