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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 From Letras Mania