Guess Im doing something wrong
Never feel right in these shoes
A pocket full of matches and a head full of flames
Got to warn you that Im bad news
She tugs me in and then she screams
One day you will have to choose
Either take care of me or take care of you
And dont pretend youre not bad news
Come on now Ill take you home
You dont have a thing to lose
But stick around long enough and youll find out
I am nothing but bad news
You can never change where youre from
No matter who I will accuse
Gonna get on with a better life
And one day I wont be bad news
Cause its the same
Every day when I wake up
Its the same
In the way that you
Gave me up
In the middle of a swan dive
And I was soaring down
Perfect and slow