I hate these words and what they mean oh God what they do to me How you used to talk dirty, how you used to call me "baby" This party gets old when you're spinning out of control One drink to the floor, one song until you take hold I'm not a good man cause I think of you sexually but you're such good company how could I neglect your body? It's not that I'm cold it's just that I'm so afraid I'll keep to suggestions and the words that I won't say It's that feeling inside my stomach back for more I'm not a good man We're dreamers and wild ones looking for the thrill













