"Bad For You" lyrics

Now the sun is setting fast, we're wasting light
Just a boy fallen for a girl with no name
Try to hide it but you stole me with your eyes
'Cause you know I want this and I'm making it obvious, yeah

And there must be something 'bout the way
The words fall off your cherry lips
Put your body where my body is
Put your body where my body is
It's something 'bout the way I know you know
That no one else can know but us
And I kinda like that rush
And I kinda like that

We could make our damn rules
Yeah, ah, ah
And, baby, we could break 'em too
Yeah, ah, ah
I'm living for your every move
Every move
Girl, I got it bad for you
Bad for you

Sharing secrets over cigarettes and hazy skies
You said, "Boy if you want me then I swear you got me"
I said, "I think I'd waste it all to waste some time here by your side"
I know it's crazy but you drive me crazy, yeah

And there must be something 'bout the way
The words fall off your cherry lips
Put your body where my body is
Put your body where my body is
It's something 'bout the way I know you know
That no one else can know but us
And I kinda like that rush
And I kinda like that

We could make our damn rules
Yeah, ah, ah
And, baby, we could break 'em too
Yeah, ah, ah
I'm living for your every move
Every move
Girl, I got it bad for you
Bad for you

I'm living for your every move, girl
I think I got it bad for you, girl
I'm living for your every move, girl
I think, I think, I think, I think
I'm living for your every move, girl
I think I got it bad for you, girl
I'm living for your every move, girl

We could make our damn rules
Yeah, ah, ah
And, baby, we could break 'em too
Yeah, ah, ah
I'm living for your every move
Every move
Girl, I got it bad for you
Bad for you

I'm living for your every move, girl
I think I got it bad for you, girl
I'm living for your every move, girl
I think, I think we could make our own damn rules
I'm living for your every move, girl
I think I got it bad for you, girl
I'm living for your every move, girl
I think, I think we could make our own damn