Bad Thoughts-Cheska Moore

Maybe it's crossed my mind Thought about it from time to time Once or twice Wondering if I Could commit to such a You're twisting my words again I never said it Kept it open ended Apprehended with no intent It's not what I meant There'll be no getting even I'll make you believe it Convinced you're out on your own Sometimes I get bad thoughts Coming up again Talking like a friend 3am in bed kinda Bad thoughts Bad thoughts Sometimes I get bad thoughts Fading out of colour Talking to each other Acting like a lover Kinda bad thoughts Bad thoughts Find it hard to let it go How the hell am I supposed To ignore the feeling I fear the most When I feel the most There'll be no getting even I'll make you believe it Convinced you're out on your own Sometimes I get bad thoughts Coming up again Talking like a friend 3am in bed kinda Bad thoughts Bad thoughts Sometimes I get bad thoughts Fading out of colour Talking to each other Acting like a lover Kinda bad thoughts Bad thoughts Let the stings show It's out of my control And it's more divine than I think I know Once the band plays I only picture it this way This way Sometimes I get bad thoughts Coming up again Talking like a friend 3am in bed kinda Bad thoughts Bad thoughts Sometimes I get bad thoughts Fading out of colour Talking to each other Acting like a lover Kinda bad thoughts Bad thoughts