Dark Side

You come from a long line of saints And I'm an alcoholic with a need for validation I wonder how you're not bothered by my complaints? Aren't you tired of how I cry just to get attention? You don't mind it when I hate on the way you dress Or when I'm moody, or I'm lazy or depressed Want you to roughen it up, and tough yourself up Won't mind if you fuck it all up 'Cause when it comes to chaos I'm the best Come over to the dark side, baby I bet that I can make you hate me Come over to the dark side, baby I bet that I can make you, ah A little less good guy A little lеss Mr. Nice Won't you give me that? Littlе less alright Ah-ah-ah A little less good guy A little less Mr. Nice Won't you give me that? Little less alright Ah-ah-ah I know deep within you there's a darkness But the buttons I push must somehow not be working There must be something wrong with you, a twisted side inside of you How else could you be loving someone like me? Your halo cast a shadow and I Want a little less Jekyll, little bit more of Hyde Tell me off, slam the door Show me you're bad, making me long for more Come over to the dark side, baby I bet that I can make you hate me Come over to the dark side, baby I bet that I can make you, ah A little less good guy A little less Mr. Nice Won't you give me that? Little less alright Ah-ah-ah A little less good guy A little less Mr. Nice Won't you give me that? Little less alright Ah-ah-ah Your halo cast a shadow and I Want a little less Banner, more of that big green guy Tell me off, slam the door Show me you're bad, making me long for more Ah-ah