Gone Bad
Yeah, huh huh huh
Say you thought I was gonna be
Someone more like you, someone less like me
So you fight every step I'd take
Try to second guess every move I make
Tell me what did I say
Won'tcha tell me what did I do
That makes you hate me like you do
You gone bad, the preacher told me
You gone bad, I heard him say
Well, how would he know anyway, yeah, yeah
You gone bad
So I'm bad, cut off from the rest
So I walk alone, everything you detest
Why should I play the games you play
Should I worry 'bout all the things people say
Tell me why should I care
Won't you tell me what should I prove
That I'm just as feeble and lost as you?
You gone bad, the teacher told me
You gone bad, I heard her say
How would she know anyway, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You gone bad, bad, bad, bad, ow
Solo
Ow, ow, oh, oh, oh, ooh, yeah
So tell me what did I say
Won'tcha tell me what did I do
To get you to hate me like you do
You gone bad, the sheriff told me
You gone bad, I heard him say
Well, how would he know anyway, yeah, yeah
You gone bad, the people told me
You gone bad, I heard 'em say
Well, how would they know anyway, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You gone bad, bad, bad, bad, oh, oh, oh
You gone bad
Say you thought I was gonna be
Someone more like you, someone less like me
So you fight every step I'd take
Try to second guess every move I make
Tell me what did I say
Won'tcha tell me what did I do
That makes you hate me like you do
You gone bad, the preacher told me
You gone bad, I heard him say
Well, how would he know anyway, yeah, yeah
You gone bad
So I'm bad, cut off from the rest
So I walk alone, everything you detest
Why should I play the games you play
Should I worry 'bout all the things people say
Tell me why should I care
Won't you tell me what should I prove
That I'm just as feeble and lost as you?
You gone bad, the teacher told me
You gone bad, I heard her say
How would she know anyway, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You gone bad, bad, bad, bad, ow
Solo
Ow, ow, oh, oh, oh, ooh, yeah
So tell me what did I say
Won'tcha tell me what did I do
To get you to hate me like you do
You gone bad, the sheriff told me
You gone bad, I heard him say
Well, how would he know anyway, yeah, yeah
You gone bad, the people told me
You gone bad, I heard 'em say
Well, how would they know anyway, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You gone bad, bad, bad, bad, oh, oh, oh
You gone bad
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Writer(s): Bernie Torme, Dee Snider
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