Washing the red, my bloody nose Ripping your arm, your tippy toes Cleaning a rat like no one knows Injury so criminal Bruises on both my knees Boy, you don't say thank you or please I do what I want when I'm wanting to My soul so cynical So you a tough guy, like a really rough guy Just can't get enough, guy Just a waste of heart, guy I'm the bad type, make your mama sad type Make your girlfriend mad type Mercedes or that type I'm the bad guy I'm the bad guy I don't like it when you take control Even if you know that you got on me I'll let you play the role I'll be your animal My mommy likes to sing along with me But she won't sing this song If she reads all the lyrics She'll get to the man I know So you a tough guy, like a really rough guy Just can't get enough, guy Just a waste of heart, guy I'm the bad type, make your mama sad type Make your girlfriend mad type Mercedes or that type I'm the bad guy I'm the bad guy I'm always gonna be bad, bad, bad I love when you get mad I guess I'm pretty crap But you're alone You said she's coming, I mean I don't see what she sees But maybe it's cause I'm very alone I'm a bad guy I'm, I'm a bad guy Bad guy, bad guy I'm a bad guy I'm a bad guy