VERSE 1 You’re leaning on the brick by the back-alley door, Looking like trouble I’ve seen once before. You blow a little smoke and you look at your watch, Like you know that I’m coming, like I’m already caught. I could keep walking, I could go home, I could leave well-enough-damn-alone. But you got that smile like a slow-burning fuse— And I’ve got absolutely nothing to lose. PRE-CHORUS I know the ending, I’ve read the whole book, But I’m still falling for that one little look. CHORUS You’re a bad idea on repeat, repeat, I see the crash but I can’t hit the brakes. Falling in circles, it’s bitter and sweet, My favorite brand of a hundred mistakes. Round and round we go— High stakes, low blow— You’re a bad idea on repeat. POST-CHORUS (Slightly detached / cool) Keep it coming. Don’t you stop. VERSE 2 I say it’s the last time, I swear it’s the end, Then I’m right back at the start once again. You play me like a rhythm, you play me like a song, Knowing all the words when I’m getting ‘em wrong. It’s a New Wave habit, it’s a late-night fix, I’m a neon heart and you’re full of tricks. Don’t call it love—it’s too loud for that— Just keep the motor running right where we’re at. BRIDGE (Bass-driven, cool vocal) I’m not a victim, I’m not the prize. I’m just the girl with the look in her eyes That says… (Drums build) DO IT AGAIN. FINAL CHORUS You’re a bad idea on repeat, repeat, I see the crash but I can’t hit the brakes. Falling in circles, it’s bitter and sweet, My favorite brand of a hundred mistakes. OUTRO (Fading out with a steady beat) On repeat… On repeat… Yeah. You got me.