Late Night Bad Ideas

Yeah

Slide through

Lights low, eyes red

You know what it is

You lean in, kiss taste like candy and chemicals

Laughin' at the damage, we both a little cynical

Tattoo on your hip say “don’t get too attached”

But your hands on my neck say “run it right back” (yeah)

Phone on mute, little powder on the glass now

Key to your place, key bump, then you black out

Tell me all the things that you swear you would never try

Then you take another line, say you hate how you love the high

Bad ideas in your bedroom

All this heat, all this perfume

You say “slow” then you pull me closer

Talkin’ ’bout we’ll quit when the night is over

But we don’t

We don’t

We don’t, nah

Bad ideas in your bedroom

You on top, nails diggin’ through my black tee

Sweat drip, heartbeat runnin’ like an athlete

Half dressed, half gone, bodies in a car crash

You say I’m your favorite mistake when the pills mash

Mirror in the hallway, you watchin’ your reflection

Sayin’ you’re an angel with a couple dark connections

I’m your little secret, you my favorite kind of mess

Every time we say we done, we just end up undressed (undressed)