Jet Black Mascara - Jutes

Jet black mascara, running from your eyes

Like lights in Paris, It keep you up at night

Living so careless now

Like you ain’t scared to die it’s all apparent how

You need somebody in your life

You can stay out of trouble, keep changing your number

You always fall for the wrong kind of lovers

You know that I keep it all under cover

Who am I to judge you girl?

You always fall for the bad ones

(You always fall for the bad ones)

You got the taste of the bad blood

(You got the taste of the bad blood)

You’re not the type for destruction (Type for destruction)

You always fall for the bad one

But I don’t wanna be another battle wound

Acting like you’re bulletproof

But I know it’s killing you

Heart is always black and blue

You always fall for the bad ones

You always fall for the bad ones, bad ones

Drop-top Carrera, you’re runnin' from your life

Wind in your hair, yeah (Yeah)

With a teardrop in your eye

Got that dashboard flashing, your gas lights on

Got that stamped up passport, what you tryna outrun?

You and you’re always on the move, from the Hamptons to Malibu

All the free trips I keep telling you (Yeah)

But you medicated with the goods

You can stay out of trouble, keep changing your number

You always fall for the wrong kind of lovers

You know that I keep it all under cover

Who am I to judge you girl?

You always fall for the bad ones

(You always fall for the bad ones)

You got the taste of the bad blood

(You got the taste of the bad blood)

You’re not the type for destruction

(You're not the type for destruction)

You always fall for the bad one

But I don’t wanna be another battle wound

Acting like you’re bulletproof

But I know it’s killing you

Heart is always black and blue

You always fall for the bad ones

You always fall for the bad ones, bad ones

You always fall for the bad ones, bad ones

The bad ones