"Got It Bad" lyrics

We could be on a park bench
Make it make sense in the middle of a crowded room
We could be 30K up, up in black skies
Make the skies shake and watch it go boom
Boy, you're no good, make my heart ache
Why's the wrong thing gotta feel so damn great?
Oh no, he's just no good for me

That boy is trouble
Yeah, he's tried, charged and wanted,
That boy is trouble
Yeah, his cold girls haunt him
That boy is trouble
Lets his lies do the talking
That boy is trouble
Like a dead man walking

I've got it bad, so bad
I've got it bad, so bad

We could be under street lamps in a rainstorm in the middle of a dirty fight
Let it pour now, tearing me down
You're so left-field, but you feel so damn right
Your devilish eyes, you whisper like wine
Your tongue is like sin, you always get in
Oh no, he's just no good for me

That boy is trouble
Yeah, he's tried, charged and wanted,
That boy is trouble
Yeah, his cold girls haunt him
That boy is trouble
Lets his lies do the talking
That boy is trouble
Like a dead man walking

I've got it bad, so bad
I've got it bad, so bad
I've got it bad, so bad
I've got it bad, so bad

I've got it bad, I got it bad
I got it bad, I got it bad