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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
The Weeks
Interprète
Cain Barnes
Voix principales
Damien Bone
Basse
Cyle Barnes
Batterie
Samuel David Williams
Guitare électrique
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Billie Eilish O'Connell
Paroles/Composition
Finneas Baird O'Connell
Paroles/Composition
Paroles
White shirt now red, my bloody nose
Sleepin', you're on your tippy toes
Creepin' around like no one knows
Think you're so criminal
Bruises on both my knees for you
Don't say thank you or please
I do what I want when I'm wanting to
My soul? So cynical
So you're a tough guy
Like it really rough guy
Just can't get enough guy
Chest always so puffed guy
I'm that bad type
Make your mama sad type
Make your girlfriend mad tight
Might seduce your dad type
I'm the bad guy
Duh
I like it when you take control
Even if you know that I don't
Own me, I'll let you play the role
I'll be your animal
My mommy likes to sing along
But she won't sing with it, the song
If she reads all the lyrics
She'll pity the men I know
So you're a tough guy
Like it really rough guy
Just can't get enough guy
Chest always so puffed guy
I'm that bad type
Make your mama sad type
Make your girlfriend mad tight
Might seduce your dad type
I'm the bad guy
Duh
I'm only good at bein' bad, bad
I like when you get mad
I guess I'm pretty glad that you're alone
You said she's scared of me?
Well, I don't see what she sees
But maybe it's 'cause I'm wearing your cologne
Writer(s): Billie Eilish, Finneas
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