Kim Cesarion Bad Thing song lyrics

Looking out another night

On the New York City lights

From my hotel room.

But Im...

You can tell me little lies

Over telephone lines,

Oh, you saw right through!

Theres a bird, a bird like me for you,

Is the water cold?

And the darkest side of you

Is the one youve shown!

Dont need to be a bad thing!

Dont make it a bad a thing!

It doesnt have to be

It doesnt have to be a bad thing, a bad thing!

Dont make it a bad thing

It doesnt have to!

California is really not what you imagined

Moving in a night of August, flying through the city so fast

Like the rides on fire!

I gotta find a little magic,

We could be when certain happens

You know what I do is right

Im a bad song without you!

So why youre crying?

Dont make it a bad a thing!

It doesnt really have to be!

It doesnt have to be a bad thing

That Im gone.

Im right back to you, babe

In too long.

Anything fading, its too strong

Coming back, coming back to my bad thing

To my bad thing, to my bad thing

To my bad thing, to my bad thing

To my bad thing, to my bad thing