Bad Things

Bad Things - Black Rebel Motorcycle Club (黑色叛逆摩托車俱樂部)/Jace Everett

When you came in the air went out

And every shadow filled up with doubt

I wanna do bad things

I wanna do bad things

I wanna do bad things with you

I'm the kind to sit up in his room

Heart-sick and eyes filled up with blue

I wanna do bad things

I wanna do bad things

I wanna do bad things with you

I don't know who you think you are

I don't know who you think you are

I don't know who you think you are

I know this much is true:

I don't know who you think you are

I know this much is true:

I wanna do bad things

I know this is true:

I wanna do bad things

I know this much is true:

I wanna do bad things with you

I wanna do bad things

I wanna do bad things

I wanna do bad things

I wanna do bad things

I wanna do bad things

I wanna do bad things

I wanna do bad things

I wanna do bad things with you