The Weekend (Bad Habits)

Duration

3:19

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Lyrics

You don't want this So, don't call me out I'm bad news And everybody knows it, but no one ever says a single word Hands racing To catch up with your pulse We get so close It's gone before you know it like a shiver down the center of your spine Bad, bad, bad habits I'll confess in the weekend Confess on the weekend I may be a mess But confess in the weekend All these bad habits Never stop, stop, stop bad habits There's no shame here But I'm not too proud So reckless And everybody knows it, but no one ever says a single word It's all wrong But it hurts so good Yeah, it hurts so good, good, good, good Bad, bad, bad habits I'll confess in the weekend Confess on the weekend I may be a mess But confess in the weekend All these bad habits Never stop, stop, stop bad habits Oh, how our young blood boils in the heat of the night I'm a big, bad, coldblooded thriller, let it ride Chase me down like liquor, let it linger on your lips Go to church, born sinner, I ain't even gonna lie Don't be shy just surrender to that hunger in your eyes Feeling vicious on the dance floor, come on let it out, out, out, out, out Come on, let it out I'll confess in the weekend Confess on the weekend I may be a mess But confess in the weekend All these bad habits Never stop, stop, stop bad habits