I had a dream about you and I
Got the ash in my mouth
From cigarettes that we were smoking
Felt so real I woke up hoping
That we had a sunset hollywood drive
Small love thinking it would survive
But now I know the story
Cry and count the days you've stolen
I had a dream about you and I
Got the ash in my mouth
From cigarettes that we were smoking
Felt so real I woke up hoping
That we had a sunset hollywood drive
Small love thinking it would survive
But now I know the story
Cry and count the days you've stolen
Black cards
Out on the table and
So far I'm so excited
But cop cars
The glamor's fading and
It started dying like
Roses from my high school prom
Should've come and gave them back yeah
Bad boys look so cool
But feel like fucking trash
Blinded by the sweet talk
Playing games I can't play back yeah
Bad boys look so cool
But feel like fucking trash
You were the bright one in every room
Dark eyes and mysterious moves
That made me feel so reckless
Yeah we knew where we were heading
Tattoos
Things I knew I shouldn't do
With your lips on my skin
And tastes like you might leave me helpless
But not before I really felt it
Black cards
Out on the table and
So far I'm so excited
But cop cars
The glamor's fading and
It started dying like
Roses from my high school prom
Should've come and gave them back yeah
Bad boys look so cool
But feel like fucking trash
Blinded by the sweet talk
Playing games I can't play back yeah
Bad boys look so cool
But feel like fucking trash
Roses from my high school prom
Should've come and gave them back yeah
Bad boys look so cool
So cool
Blinded by the sweet talk
Playing games I can't play back
Uh oh oh oh
Uh oh oh
Roses from my high school prom
Should've come and gave them back yeah
Bad boys look so cool
But feel like fucking trash
Blinded by the sweet talk
Playing games I can't play back yeah
Bad boys look so cool
But feel like fucking trash