Bad Don Diablo, Zak Abel

I feel bad, bad, bad about it I feel bad, bad, bad about it You gon' wait until way past midnight Just to catch me up when I come home You stay up to wait for my headlight Shine across the window so you know (Yeah) I should tone it down but I can't But I've been real life hoping you sleep it off I been way across town and I've been down I've been fuckin' around and I've been caught I feel bad, bad, bad about it But I wanna do it again I feel bad, bad, bad about it But I wanna do it again You say You say, how could you ever Treat me like you ever? You say, how could you ever Treat me like you ever? You say You gon' wait until way past midnight Just to catch me up when I come home You don't sleep until I apologize For everything that I have done I could say all the right things that you Want me to and then we be all good But I'd be lying if I told you I wouldn't do it again 'cause I would I feel bad, bad, bad about it But I wanna do it again I feel bad, bad, bad about it But I wanna do it again You say, how could you ever Treat me like you ever? (How could you ever, treat me like you ever?) How could you ever Treat me like you ever? (How could you ever, treat me like you ever?) I feel bad, bad, bad about it But I wanna do it again I feel bad, bad, bad about it But I wanna do it again (You say)