歌词
Climb into the backseat
Blame it on me
Blame it on the things that you can't see
Blame it on the morning coming to soon
Everything means everything
When it's bad love
Kicking up dust and picking up speed
Everything you want is not everything you need
Why don't we drive down to New Orleans?
You and I, just you and I
Making bad love
Come on honey now, give me the bad, bad love
Bet it on red
I'm hitting my stride
We look good when we're side by side
I don't mind if you don't mind
Everything, betting everything
Because it's bad love
Written by: Nicholas Johnson
