Shouldn't have dug my nails in again
I should know
Leaves a mark on the skin
But I caught myself holding your hand
Under the table
Under the table
Shouldn't have dug the letters in
Now I know
I have no control
Of my bad behavior
Bad behavior
And through the crack in the curtain
I soak in your certain
Bitter lonesome flavor
Honest bad behavior
Bad behavior
Bad behavior

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