Bullet On The Tracks

Bullet on the tracks

Please don't come around
I've got to make it downtown
There's a splinter in the corner of my eye
The suitcase on the stairs
Isn't going anywhere
And the cadilac is speeding through the fire

Don't call me bad
You're the worst I've ever had
Don't call me bad
You're the worst I've ever had

They said it's just a scratch
It was stinging on my back
And I never said I didn't feel the pain
I'm grateful all the same
But your tempers still to blame
And this metal on my tongue is out to shame

Don't call me bad
You're the worst I've ever had
Don't call me bad
You're the worst I've ever had
Don't call me bad
You're the worst I've ever had

Always on time
You said to mother
Always on time
You said to mother
Always on time
You said to mother
Always on time

Don't call me bad
You're the worst I've ever had
Don't call me bad
You're the worst I've ever had
Don't call me bad
You're the worst I've ever had
Don't call me bad
You're the worst I've ever had