Lyricist : John Villagran/John Feldmann/Aaron Puckett/Christina Costanza
Composer : John Villagran/John Feldmann/Aaron Puckett/Christina Costanza
She likes dancing all alone in rooms
Where she talks to angels 'cause they always tell the truth
And I think I might be too much for her
And I know I'd be lying if I said this wouldn't hurt
'Cause baby, I'm a bad idea, in the back of your head
Crawling into your bed, telling you the same old story
Bad idea, in the back of your head
Since the day that we met, I've been telling you the same old story
We both know
This is a romantic disaster, the nightmare comes after
Whoa
So don't get your hopes up 'cause I'll only let you down
I don't think I'm good enough for you (you)
I don't think you understand I can't love the way that you do (love the way that you do)
And everything that they told you, yeah, well that's true
If we're being honest, babe, they told me 'bout you too (told me 'bout you)
'Cause baby, I'm a bad idea, in the back of your head
Crawling into your bed, telling you the same old story
Bad idea, in the back of your head
Since the day that we met, I've been telling you the same old story
We both know
This is a romantic disaster, the nightmare comes after
Whoa
So don't get your hopes up 'cause I'll only let you down
I can't help myself
Don't wanna see you love someone else
We do this over and over, you text me "come over"
We fight then get closer, and we end up here again
We both know
This is a romantic disaster, the nightmare comes after
Whoa
So don't get your hopes up 'cause I'll only let you down
I know this is probably gonna end up bad (so bad)
No matter what, you're the best I ever had (best I ever had)
And baby, I know that we might crash and burn
Will we ever learn, will we ever learn?
