My Bad

Sometimes I get a little bit lonely
Sometimes I even get a little bit sad
Hurt myself howlin' not to worry
Even though no one has asked

Well they put me to work
I said I'd never known any free time
They wanted me to learn
A soldier for their lines
I heard "Shut up and take the money!"
But our currencies weren't the same
And as I sold my soul
They were tryin' to lower the rates
So sorry I made less green
Than your gentle woodman dad
I guess that's my bad

Then they wanted me to vote
Makin' me deaf and blind
They wanted me to trust
But their beliefs weren't mine
They preached:"Look for the light"
Never told me something had to burn
Play the music inside
All the rest is just words

Well women they loved me
Then they loved something else
Never thought they would do
What I could have done myself
They've been doors for a living
They've been keys to my jail
Now my guitar may weep
Old eyes stay dry as hell

Not one regret I fell right in your trap
You're right that's my bad

Lord I tried to forgive,lord I failed to forget
And they forced me to live
Though my friends seem all dead
Nostalgia is a private eye
You can't change your address
Just one thing turning in my head now
And she wears this same dress
So sorry if I keep thinking it takes two wings to fly
One good and one bad