Bad Things:
Am I out of my head?
Am I out of my mind?
If you only knew the bad things I like
Don't think that I can explain it
What can I say, it's complicated
Don't matter what you say
Don't matter what you do
I only wanna do bad things to you
So good, that you can't explain it
What can I say, it's complicated
Marinette glances at her watch, and she sighs, looking at the kwami.
"Tikki, spots on!" She exclaims, and swings off into the night sky. Leaning against the gates to the Agreste household, he looks bad boy to perfection. He smiles slightly when he sees her, a mischevious glint in his eye Ladybug knew well.
It meant he was preparing something for her.
"Mi'lady," He bows, "How do you do?" She smiled, and pulls him closer.
"I'm good, and you?"
"Better now that I've seen you." He kisses her forehead, grinning, "You ready to wreck havoc?" She giggles, and he grabs her, lifting her in the air. She shrieks, smiling.
He takes her in the night sky, his eyes on her at all time.
"Ready for anything with you." She smiles at him.
Nothing's that bad
If it feels good
So you come back
Like I knew you would
And we're both wild
And the night's young
And you're my drug
Breathe you in 'til my face numb
Drop it down to that bass drum
I got what you dream 'bout
Nails scratchin' my back tatt
Eyes closed while you scream out
And you keep me in with those hips
While my teeth sink in those lips
While your body's giving me life
And you suffocate in my kiss
Then you said
"Is this right?" She asks, doubt creeping in her. He picks up the bag of money.
"No," He replies, shrugging, "but it's fun."
"It's theft." She answers. "I don't want in." He pushes her against the wall, his breath smelling of alcohol.
"Yeah?" He says tiredly, "You don't want the money? I can make you happy with this money!" He snaps.
"I'm only happy because I'm with you." She responds, pulling him tighter, "Screw the money."
"So you don't want the money?" He asks doubtfully. She laughs.
"Yeah, I do." She admits, but looks him in his eyes, "I want you more though."
He grins, and chucks the money bag on the bank floor.
She runs her hands over his back, and he smiles, she wonders whether she's insane for staying with him. She decides against it, because she knows he wants her safe and that he'll do anything for her. He rolls his eyes, his mind wondering why he's lucky enough to have her.
"Well, I guess I'll never let you leave."
"Aw..." She smiles, "I don't ever want to leave you."
I want you forever
Even when we're not together
Scars on my body so I can take you wherever like,
I want you forever
Even when we're not together
Scars on my body I can look at you whenever
"You're an idiot!" She screams. "You always come back here, with more cuts! What makes you feel so good about getting into fights?"
"I won't let old perverts talk about you like you're Chloe." He snarls, and he hits the wall. His knuckles turned white.
"Chaton..." She snaps, "I don't care what they think."
"You aren't a slut." He yells, as she wraps a bandage over his arm. "And even if you were, I wouldn't let them say so!" She sighs, and rolls her eyes.
"I'm so touched by that." She murmurs. He runs a hand through her hair, kissing her hair. She does love him.
"I is sorry." He says, using broken English to win her over. She wraps her arms around his waist. She sighs, and he kisses her again.
"Just promise me that you'll try to stop fighting with the men at the bar." She whimpers.
"Alright, Mi'lady, I'll try to stop fighting." He replied, "I promise."
Am I out of my head?
Am I out of my mind?
If you only knew the bad things I like
Don't think that I can explain it
What can I say, it's complicated
Don't matter what you say
Don't matter what you do
I only wanna do bad things to you
So good, that you can't explain it
What can I say, it's complicated
I can't explain it
I love the pain
And I love the way your breath
Numbs me of novacaine
And we are
Always high
Keep it strange
Okay, yeah, I'm insane
But you the same
Let me paint the picture
Couch by the kitchen
Nothin' but your heels on
Losin' our religion
You're my pretty little vixen
And I'm the voice inside your head
That keeps telling you to listen to all the bad things I say
And you said
"I hate you, you bloody whore!" She can't look at him. Tears pour from her eyes. She cries, and he looks at her with a broken, defeated look.
"Th-thanks, Chat." She snarls. "Love you too." The drunk blonde stumbles, gripping her hand. He growls, pushing her in to the coffee table.
"You know I didn't mean that." He growls, possessively gripping her. He scowls, and forces his lips against hers. She tries pushing him away, tries to say it's over, but can't bring herself away from him. He's her drug; her addiction that she doesn't want to cut off.
"Yeah, well you say it a lot when you're like this!" She retorts, desperate to salvage some of her dignity.
"Do I?" He yells, "maybe you should stop me getting drunk then." She laughs bitterly.
"It's my fault, yeah?" She hisses, "I love you, but I'm stuck with you, even though I don't want to be because I'm in love with you and you treat me like dirt." He responds by kissing her, and grips her shoulders, making sure she can't slip away. Her mouth moulds to his, and he pushes her on the table, playing with her suit with two fingers.
"That made no sense..." He whispers, "but I love you still."
"Why?" She asks.
"Why what?" He raises an eyebrow.
"Why are we still together?" She asks him. He shrugs, looking at her severely.
"Because we're insane, but we sharpen each other."
He kisses her again, this time uncaring about whether he leaves a mark.
All the more people would know she's his.
And nobody else's.
I want you forever
Even when we're not together
Scars on my body so I can take you wherever like,
I want you forever
Even when we're not together
Scars on my body I can look at you whenever
Am I out of my head?
Am I out of my mind?
If you only knew the bad things I like
Don't think that I can explain it
What can I say, it's complicated
Don't matter what you say
Don't matter what you do
I only wanna do bad things to you
So good, that you can't explain it
What can I say, it's complicated
The way we love, is so unique
And when we touch, I'm shivering
And no one has to get it
Just you and me
'Cause we're just living
Between the sheets
Ladybug lies on his chest, her hands on his bare chest. She breathes heavily, as though she's out of breath.
Well, because she is.
"Chat..." She whispers, and he groans in reply.
"Yeah, sweetheart?" He asks. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing!" She protests. "I just want to tell you you're good."
"I know, sweetheart.." She shivers as he trails his finger down her body. "I know."
I want you forever
Even when we're not together
Scars on my body so I can take you wherever like,
I want you forever
Even when we're not together
Scars on my body I can look at you whenever
Am I out of my head?
Am I out of my mind?
If you only knew the bad things I like
Don't think that I can explain it
What can I say, it's complicated
Don't matter what you say
Don't matter what you do
I only wanna do bad things to you
So good, that you can't explain it
What can I say, it's complicated.