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