Bad Boys

I know this is all just lust,
But I just can't help but trust,
That little look you always give,
Till I think of the life you live.

Not so much of a high achiever,
But you're always such a giver,
You hang out with the wrong crowd,
But a gem in what I weed out.

You're driving without a license,
But in your eyes there's innocence,
You smoke more than a burning pot,
But somehow you're equally as hot.

You always seem a little cluttered,
But you're showing such an effort,
You've got so much more to prove,
But you show something in your moves.

I know you're kinda bad for me,
Like a dirty cut on my knee,
You're getting way under my skin,
But with a new excitement within.

Now I'm alone with your woody scent,
Looking stupid sniffing my hand,
Thinking if I'd be played a toy,
If I fell in love with a bad boy.

von Pia