Bad - Don Diablo, Zak Abel

I feel bad, bad, bad about it

I feel bad, bad, bad about it

You gon' wait until way past midnight

Just to catch me up when I come home

You stay up to wait for my headlight

Shine across the window so you know

I should tone it down while I can't but

I been real loud, hoping you'll sleep it off

I been way across town and I've been down

I've been fucking around and I've been caught

I feel bad, bad, bad about it

But I wanna do it again

I feel bad, bad, bad about it

But I wanna do it again

You say

You say, "How could you ever

Treat me like you ever?"

You say, "How could you ever

Treat me like you ever?"

You say

You gon' wait until way past midnight

Just to catch me up when I come home

You don't sleep until I apologize

For everything that I have done

I could say all the right things that you

Want me to and then we be all good

But I'd be lying if I told you

I wouldn't do it again 'cause I would

I feel bad, bad, bad about it

But I wanna do it again

I feel bad, bad, bad about it

But I wanna do it again

You say, "How could you ever

Treat me like you ever?"

"How could you ever

Treat me like you ever?"

I feel bad, bad, bad about it

But I wanna do it again

I feel bad, bad, bad about it

But I wanna do it again

You say