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