Too many conversations
Stuck in your mom’s honda
Anyone at school could’ve noticed
If they just looked for five seconds
I wanted something different
For you to hold my hand and really mean it
Let’s go to church with your parents
And then forget we both exist in your room
I swear, when i was late to curfew
There really was a train
Or she was lying in my arms
’cause she was crying that we kissed again
I was a tired kid with a bad attitude
Middle of the pack, a bad hand dealt
Even when i wanted to change the cards
I tried and i tried to do the things you liked
But nothing was enough, so i kept giving up the things i loved
Where do we go from here?
You moved, but you keep on callin’
How do i keep up with your feelings?
Are you in love with me today, or does that start again next week? oh
God, i could use a vacation
Doesn’t need to be too fancy
Just somewhere far and lonely
You’ve got some nerve askin’, “come visit me”
I was a tired kid with a bad attitude
Middle of the pack, a bad hand dealt
Even when i wanted to change the cards
I tried and i tried to do the things you liked
But nothing was enough, so i kept giving up the things i loved
I never thought i would end up here
Lookin’ down this road
My little self would be proud of me
Wish she could see me now
I was a tired kid with a bad attitude
Middle of the pack, a bad hand dealt
Even when i wanted to change the cards
I tried and i tried to do the things you liked
But nothing was enough, so i kept giving up the things i loved
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Bridey Costello Lyrics – Bad Attitude