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