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