Bad For You (feat. 90's Kids)

Now the sun is setting fast we're wasting light Just a boy falling for a girl with no name Try to hide it but you stole me with your eyes 'Cause you know I want this And I'm making?it?obvious yeah And there must?be something 'bout?the way the words fall off your cherry lips Put your body where my body is Put your body where my body is It's something 'bout the way I know you know that no one else can know but us And I kinda like that rush And I kinda like that We can make our own damn rules Own damn rules yeah And baby we can break 'em too Break 'em too yeah I'm living for your every move every move Girl I got it bad for you bad for you Sharing secrets over cigarettes and hazy skies You said Boy if you want me then I swear you got me I said I think I'd waste it all to waste some time here by your side I know it's crazy but you drive me crazy yeah And there must be something 'bout the way the words fall off your cherry lips Put your body where my body is Put your body where my body is It's something 'bout the way I know you know that no one else can know but us And I kinda like that rush And I kinda like that We can make our own damn rules Own teen rules yeah And baby we can break 'em too Break 'em too yeah I'm living for your every move every move Girl I got it bad for you bad for you I'm living for your every move girl I think I got it bad for you girl I'm living for your every move girl I think I think I think I think I'm living for your every move girl I think I got it bad for you girl I'm living for your every move girl We can make our own damn rules Own damn rules yeah And baby we can break 'em too Break 'em too yeah I'm living for your every move every move Girl I got it bad for you bad for you I'm living for your every move girl I think I got it bad for you girl I'm living for your every move girl I think I think we can make our own damn rules I'm living for your every move girl I think I got it bad for you girl I'm living for your every move girl I think I think we can make our own damn