Bad Girls

It's everything that you seem to ignore

The classroom that you treated as a bore

The alcohol you drink but never bought

The dress you stole, and were never caught

The bed you wake up in that's not your own

The makeup you applied two days ago

The night you lost your phone on the way home

The taxi ride where you decided your end goal

And still I try to lure you into my own hurricane

It's like you spot me trying from a thousand miles away

I look down on you so deep down I know that we're the same

It's stupid thinking that you would want to come play my game

Tell me, what's wrong?