Boop!

I made the perfect escape, and nobody’s gonna ruin it, You call it ‘goin rogue’ but like Gambit I’m doin’ it. Got a gun and a grudge and I’m not feelin’ snuggly.

I’m Good, You’re Bad, And This Is Gonna Get Ugly.

I made the perfect escape, and nobody’s gonna ruin it, You call it ‘goin rogue’ but like Gambit I’m doin’ it. Got a gun and a grudge and I’m not feelin’ snuggly.

I’m Good, You’re Bad, And This Is Gonna Get Ugly.

I made the perfect escape, and nobody’s gonna ruin it, You call it ‘goin rogue’ but like Gambit I’m doin’ it. Got a gun and a grudge and I’m not feelin’ snuggly.

I’m Good, You’re Bad, And This Is Gonna Get Ugly.

send me a ship and i’ll reply with

Struck by lightning sounds pretty frightening But you know the chances are so small Stuck by a bee sting nothing but a bee thing Better chance you’re gonna buy it at the mall But it’s 23 or 4 to 1 that you could fall in love by the end of this song So, get up, get up tell the bookie, “put a bet up” Not a damn thing will go wrong

The Odds Are That We Will Probably Be Alright