(Billy Bob Thornton/JD Andrew)
First will come the roses
Then charming striking poses
You'll close your eyes and join the ploy
You need someone to hold you
Don't say I never told you
You're playing with a worn out toy
That boy is bad news
He's got a short fuse
He's on a fast track to hell
That boy is bad news
Guess you want a new bruise
Did you forget the last time you fell
That boy is bad news
it's the time of the season
When desire outweighs your reason
Nothing I can say will change your mind
You know I'm here as always
Just like back in the old days
To pick up all the pieces I can find
That boy is not cool
You're just the right tool
To oil his magic machine
That boy is plain cruel
You'll only add fuel
To fire up his wicked routine
That boy is bad news
You can't fix every pretty broken thing you see
Remember the time when that broken thing was me
Just look behind you I'm all patched up you will see
Stop paying the piper come get some real love for free
That boy is bad news
Don't be his sad muse
Don't walk a mile in his shoes
That boy is bad news
Don't fall for his ruse
This is a figh I hope you lose
That boy is bad news
That boy is bad news
