[Intro, Guitar feedback] Oh, shit You're here [Verse 1] You showed up wearing cheap sunglasses It's midnight, so that makes no sense You said you lost your phone again While holding it in your left hand I asked what happened to your plans You said I dunno, they sounded lame Then took my hoodie without asking Cool Guess that's yours now anyway [Pre-Chorus] I know how this goes You get bored I get a text And there goes my night [Chorus, Full band] You're bad news, I know Still get in the car when you say let's go You talk shit with your feet on the dash Then ask why I drive like an asshole Cheap sunglasses, no good plans Sex on the Beach just 'cause the name makes you laugh I said you're a pain in my ass You said shut the fuck up Then turned the music up [Verse 2] We ended up at some friend's place I swear I've never seen before You knew like half the people there Or maybe you just acted like you did You disappeared for twenty minutes Came back eating somebody's fries I asked whose they were You shrugged and said Does it fucking matter? They're mine [Pre-Chorus] I should go home It's almost three Then you look over Like, don't leave Fuck [Chorus, Full band] You're bad news, I know Still get in the car when you say let's go You talk shit with your feet on the dash Then ask why I drive like an asshole Cheap sunglasses, no good plans Sex on the Beach just 'cause the name makes you laugh I said you're a pain in my ass You said shut the fuck up Then turned the music up [Bridge, Half-time drums] You don't play hard to get You're just hard to understand Half the shit you say makes no sense The other half gets stuck in my head I told myself I'm done with this Like six damn times this week Then your name lights up my phone And apparently I'm weak [Break, Guitar stop] You coming or what? Where? I don't know yet Jesus Christ Fine [Final Chorus, Full band, Gang vocals] You're bad news, I know Still get in the car when you say let's go You talk shit with your feet on the dash And somehow that never gets old Cheap sunglasses, no good plans Sex on the Beach and that dumb little laugh I said you're a pain in my ass You said yeah, no shit So what're you gonna do about it? [Post-Chorus, Gang vocals] Nothing Probably nothing Yeah That's what I thought [Outro, Ringing guitar] Hey Give me my hoodie back No Okay Worth a shot
