Bad Company

You said your dad is in jail
for sleeping with students
I noticed your mother is never in town

You get all the attention that they never give
be getting fucked, drunk and sleeping around

You got your first tattoo when you turned 13
A sticking poke from a car that you lost your virginity in
Stealing beers from your brother, passed out
And leaving town is all you ever talk about

Oh come on, it's not so bad now, come on,
Oh come on, things aren't so bad now, come on

And I snuck out every night at twelve
Catching rides to your side of town
Hold snare drums and a ... guitar, some stupid fantasy of making out
Old records on the stereo, and the ... on you as we talked through the solo
Tap harmonics on the beat of .
You got some kids you roll with I call bad company

Oh come on, things aren't so bad now, come on,
Oh come on, things aren't so bad now, come on
Oh come on, things aren't so bad now, come on,
Oh come on, things aren't so bad now, come on
Oh come on, things aren't so bad now, come on,
Oh come on, things aren't so bad now, come on