You've got a new tattoo "Dead on arrival typed out plainly" You only like bad news Sleep in your coffin like a baby Beautiful trees outside Sky is a bright blue You see storm clouds Storm clouds
You think it's hot To be sad, but it's not You're an ex prom queen Slipping stones in your Doc's In a circle of people With fun that's illegal You act like a cop You're the sequel that sucks Doors always have their locks Like, why even try when we're already fucked? Got your hands on a laptop Face in the mud, just stop
You give me bad vibes, bad times Bad nights with you Yeah, I get bad energy Sick pleasure from you
Rollin' a cigarette When you know that smoking causes cancer Say that it's just depressing When basic girls sing "Tiny Dancer" Sip all your drinks on ice No surprise Your backyard's filled with stray cats And that's sad
You think it's cooler To have dark thoughts Never eat ice cream Only take white drugs In a circle of people Without any reason to love You're a god, I've been screaming a lot How is the earth so hot? Like, why even try when it's already fucked? Got your hands on a laptop Face in the mud, just stop
You give me bad vibes, bad times Bad nights with you Yeah, I get bad energy Sick pleasure from you You can't drag me down You can't drag me down You can't drag me down You can't drag me down
'Cause I feel good Yeah, I'm real good Said I feel good Damn, I feel good
You give me bad vibes, bad times Bad nights with you Yeah, I get bad energy Sick pleasure from you You give me bad vibes, bad times Bad nights with you Yeah, I get bad energy Sick pleasure from you
Compositores: Flaherty, Thomas James Schleiter Tommy English