Tekstovi: Chris Pureka. Bad News.

Oh no, here I go again, I must be crazy
well every sign says turn back before it's too late
and I've got my heart in my hand, pedal to the floor
yeah I'm approaching the edge, I'm asking you for more

and I should have learned my lesson the first twenty times
but bad news is always just another come-on line
I guess I'll set myself up and you can knock me on down
I'll be in ecstasy right up until I hit the ground

jump back, side step, there's trouble all around
and I don't think I really need any of this right now
if I could clear my head for a minute I would set this straight
but you know I'm on a roll, delusional, my sanity will have to wait

and I should have learned my lesson the first twenty times...

don't worry, I'm not lookin' to marry you
and I'm not waiting by the phone to tell you the truth
and I think it's safe to say that I am not the one
but I hope I hope at least you are
having fun
are ya'?
are you having fun?

now if I had any sense I'd get out of this for good
but I'm banking on that one percent chance I won't get hurt
I've never won a damn thing, this may be my lucky day
but probably not, I'll tell myself you're not worth it anyway

and I should have learned my lesson the first twenty times...