[Intro] Lipstick smudged on a stranger’s neck I don’t chase love, I just wreck High heels click like a countdown clock Baby, I bite harder than I talk (yeah) [Verse 1] Hit the club like a car crash slow Every red flag lookin’ like a glow Body like a weapon, tongue like a blade Say you want a taste? That’s a big-ass mistake (uh) I’m the text at 3 a.m. you hide Name on your phone that you never spell right You pray that your girl don’t scroll too fast ‘Cause I’m right there sittin’ in your recent past [Pre-Chorus] You say, “You’re trouble” I say, “You’re right” Still, you pull up Still, you stay the night Hands on my waist Lies on your lips You wanna be saved? I wanna watch you slip [Chorus] I’m your bad habit bombshell, blowin’ up your whole life Every time you swear you’re done, you’re back between my thighs You keep fallin’, I keep laughin’, I don’t even have to try You call it love, I call it kill time (yeah, I’m your bad habit) Bad habit bombshell, wreckin’ every good thing You kiss me like a prayer, but I’m a fucked-up hymn You beg me for a halo, I just tighten up my grip You call it fate, I call it bullshit [Verse 2] You say, “Slow down,” I say, “Speed up, bitch” Heart on airplane mode, can’t reach this Got your hands in my hair, my hand in your wallet I turn heartbreak into direct deposit I’m the ghost in every shower thought That one wild night that your conscience bought You delete my pics, then you stalk my page You’re a grown-ass fool, I’m the goddamn stage (hey) [Pre-Chorus] You say, “I’m better” I say, “We’ll see” Still, you drive drunk On the thought of me You say, “I’m sick” I say, “You’re right” Baby, I’m the virus You invite [Chorus] I’m your bad habit bombshell, blowin’ up your whole life Every time you swear you’re done, you’re back between my thighs You keep fallin’, I keep laughin’, I don’t even have to try You call it love, I call it kill time (oh, you like that?) Bad habit bombshell, wreckin’ every good thing You kiss me like a prayer, but I’m a fucked-up hymn You beg me for a halo, I just tighten up my grip You call it fate, I call it bullshit [Bridge] [Beat cuts, bass grows, distorted vocal] I’m the glitch in your God talk The crack in your vow talk You swear you’re done with my ass Then you’re back for the relapse You don’t need me You just hate yourself But I look so good On your private hell (yeah) [Chorus] I’m your bad habit bombshell, blowin’ up your whole life Every time you swear you’re done, you’re back between my thighs You keep fallin’, I keep laughin’, I don’t even have to try You call it love, I call it kill time (keep callin’, keep crawlin’) Bad habit bombshell, wreckin’ every good thing You kiss me like a prayer, but I’m a fucked-up hymn You beg me for a halo, I just tighten up my grip You call it fate, I call it bullshit
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