Bad Guy
| Gm | Gm | Cm | D7 | 2x Gm White shirt now red, my bloody nose, sleepin', you're on your tippy toes Cm D7 Creepin' around like no one knows, think you're so criminal Gm Bruises on both my knees for you, don't say thank you or please, I do Cm D7 What I want when I'm wanting to, my soul so cynical Chorus: Gm So you're a tough guy, like it really rough guy Just can't get enough guy, chest always so puffed guy Cm I'm that bad type, make your mama sad type D7 Make your girlfriend mad tight, might seduce your dad type I'm the bad guy, duh Gm Cm D7 I'm the bad guy Gm I like it when you take control, even if you know that you don't Cm D7 Own me, I'll let you play the role, I'll be your animal Gm My mommy likes to sing along with me, but she won't sing this song Cm D7 If she reads all the lyrics, she'll pity the men I know Chorus: Gm So you're a tough guy, like it really rough guy Just can't get enough guy, chest always so puffed guy Cm I'm that bad type, make your mama sad type D7 Make your girlfriend mad tight, might seduce your dad type I'm the bad guy, duh Gm Cm D7 I'm the bad guy, duh Gm Cm D7 I'm only good at bein' bad, bad Gm I like when you get mad I guess I'm pretty glad that you're alone You said she's scared of me, I mean I don't see what she sees but maybe it's 'cause I'm wearing your cologne Outro: Gm I'm a bad guy I'm a bad guy Bad guy, bad guy, I'm a bad
Текст песни:
White shirt now red, my bloody nose, sleepin’, you’re on your tippy toes
Creepin’ around like no one knows, think you’re so criminal
Bruises on both my knees for you, don’t say thank you or please, I do
What I want when I’m wanting to, my soul so cynical
Chorus:
So you’re a tough guy, like it really rough guy
Just can’t get enough guy, chest always so puffed guy
I’m that bad type, make your mama sad type
Make your girlfriend mad tight, might seduce your dad type
I’m the bad guy, duh
I’m the bad guy
I like it when you take control, even if you know that you don’t
Own me, I’ll let you play the role, I’ll be your animal
My mommy likes to sing along with me, but she won’t sing this song
If she reads all the lyrics, she’ll pity the men I know
Chorus:
So you’re a tough guy, like it really rough guy
Just can’t get enough guy, chest always so puffed guy
I’m that bad type, make your mama sad type
Make your girlfriend mad tight, might seduce your dad type
I’m the bad guy, duh
I’m the bad guy, duh
I’m only good at bein’ bad, bad
I like when you get mad
I guess I’m pretty glad that you’re alone
You said she’s scared of me, I mean
I don’t see what she sees but maybe it’s ’cause I’m wearing your cologne
Outro:
I’m a bad guy
I’m a bad guy
Bad guy, bad guy, I’m a bad