You text "u up?", I'm like "bet I'm bored"
You at my door, with that look I can't ignore
Lip ring, bruised knees
Wild grin, same shirt
We said we'd quit
But we've done way worse

You say "this a bad idea"
While you're tugging on my belt
All the halos disappear
Every time you bite and melt
We're a car crash
Slow and sexy
Both old enough to know
Where this goes

Say less
I already know you want this mess
On the kitchen counter
Half undressed
We're a bad idea, yeah at its best
Fuck yes
We're never gonna learn
I must confess
If it blows up
We'll just call it stress
We've done worse
So baby
Say less
Say less

Handcuff marks
From "just one try"
You laugh "I'm pure"
While you're tying up my thighs
Neighbours bang walls
We just bang back harder
You ride my face
Like a fucked-up martyr

You say "we should take it slow"
While you're choking on my name
Every promise out the window
Every line becomes a game
We're a train wreck
Sweet and filthy
Both too proud to quit
So we commit

Say less
I already know you want this mess
On the shower floor
Soaked
Obsessed
We're a bad idea at its best
Fuck yes
We're never gonna learn
I must confess
If it blows up
We'll just call it stress
We've done worse
So baby
Say less
Say less

Lights off
Wrists up
You say "stop" but your hips say "deep"
Good boys go to bed
Bad boys keep receipts
No future
No plans
Just scratch marks on my chest
If guilt calls in the morning
We'll send it to text

Say less
I already know you want this mess
In the backseat
Fogged-up
Blessed
We're a bad idea at its best
Fuck yes
We're never gonna learn
I must confess
If it blows up
We'll just call it stress
We've done worse
So baby
Say less
Say less