bad guy

Priscilla Block - Bad Guy Lyrics

Bad Guy lyrics by Priscilla Block

Sometimes the boots that up and leave
Are snakeskin 7s with heels underneath
The dagger gets thrown by painted nails
Straight to a heart, puttin’ it through hell

Sometimes the one that does you wrong
Is a bombshell, blue-eyed, do you dirty blonde
And it’s red lipstick saying goodbye
Sometimes the girl is the bad guy

Sometimes the girl is the bad guy

We’ve all heard the story before
He hops up in his 4×4
He pulls into the closest bar
And moves on to another heart
We all know how it ends
It’s been that but that ain’t this

Sometimes the boots that up and leave
Are snakeskin 7s with heels underneath
The dagger gets thrown by painted nails
Straight to a heart, puttin’ it through hell

Sometimes the one that does you wrong
Is a bombshell, blue-eyed, do you dirty blonde
And it’s red lipstick saying goodbye
Sometimes the girl is the bad guy
The bad guy

He’s callin’ up his momma while she’s hangin’ with her friends
He’s underneath a rock while she’s already over him
He’s stayin’ up all night drinkin’ that whiskey bottle dry
Losin’ his ever lovin’ mind, prayin’ it ain’t the end

Sometimes the boots that up and leave
Are snakeskin 7s with heels underneath
The dagger gets thrown by painted nails
Straight to a heart, puttin’ it through hell

Sometimes the one that does you wrong
Is a bombshell, blue-eyed, do you dirty blonde
And it’s red lipstick saying goodbye
Sometimes the girl is the bad guy
The bad guy

Sometimes the girl don’t shed a tear
Leaves the guy in the rearview mirror
Middle finger up to a sunset sky
Sometimes the girl is the bad guy

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