BAD KIDS

No, no, you see, I'll show you

You put the tobacco in the paper

You roll it up (Yeah)

Said she only hangs out with the bad kids

Doing all the drugs that her dad did

Teachers mad she's skipping all her classes

Taught me how to fall in love with madness

What you running from?

Were your old friends not as fun?

It's okay to leave

I think I'm starting to see

Why she hangs out with those bad kids

Doing drugs that her dad did

Why she's skipping all her classes

Could you blame her for the madness?

Rolling up some cigarettes to smoke when I get home

Light it on my balcony and feel like I'm in Rome

She said that she went shopping so today I'll get a show

Every time I see her I just wanna see her more

Wasted all night

So drunk it feels right

Get fucked up, live life

Bad kids, good vibes

What you running from?

Were your old friends not as fun?

It's okay to leave

I think I'm starting to see

Why she hangs out with those bad kids

Doing drugs that her dad did

Why she's skipping all her classes

Could you blame her for the madness?