From the album A Minute of Your Time (2020).

I am a moth and you’re the flame

You are my favourite kind of pain

And I am allergic to leaving things alone

I know it’s not worth it but I still pick up the phone

Cause I am Eve and you’re a snake

I shouldn’t be aching for a taste

But I sink my teeth in time and again

Trade in heaven for your original sin

Cause, ooh

You could bet the devil and he’d lose

The addiction that I didn’t choose 

You, you’re bad news, bad, bad news

But, hey

If you charged for romance I would pay

If it meant I didn’t have to play

All these games you’re driving me insane

But, hey

You’re bad, bad news

Some type of magic, you’re the pyre

Can’t you see you’re setting me on fire

Know it’s all illusion, but you’re in control

You cut me to pieces and you swallow me whole

And maybe it was a mistake

Don’t know how much I can take

I didn’t know anything could

Tear me apart but feel so good

Cause, ooh

You could bet the devil and he’d lose

The addiction that I didn’t choose 

You, you’re bad news, bad, bad news

But, hey

If you charged for romance I would pay

If it meant I didn’t have to play

All these games you’re driving me insane

But hey

You’re bad, bad news