Билли Айлиш - bad guy

White shirt now red, my bloody noseSleepin', you're on your tippy toesCreepin' around like no one knowsThink you're so criminalWhite shirt now red, my bloody noseSleepin', you're on your tippy toesCreepin' around like no one knowsThink you're so criminalBruises on both my knees for youDon't say thank you or pleaseI do what I want when I'm wanting toMy soul so cynicalSo you're a tough guyLike it really rough guyJust can't get enough guyChest always so puffed guyI'm that bad typeMake your mama sad typeMake your girlfriend mad tightMight seduce your dad typeI'm the bad guy, duhI'm the bad guyI like it when you take controlEven if you know that you don'tOwn me, I'll let you play the roleI'll be your animalMy mommy likes to sing along with meBut she won't sing this songIf she reads all the lyricsShe'll pity the men I knowSo you're a tough guyLike it really rough guyJust can't get enough guyChest always so puffed guyI'm that bad typeMake your mama sad typeMake your girlfriend mad tightMight seduce your dad typeI'm the bad guy, duhI'm the bad guy, duhI'm only good at bein' bad, badI like when you get madI guess I'm pretty glad that you're aloneYou said she's scared of me?I mean, I don't see what she seesBut maybe it's 'cause I'm wearing your cologneI'm a bad guyI'm a bad guyBad guy, bad guyI'm a bad