Bad Things

© 2017, Rebecca Loebe. All rights reserved.

Did a lot of bad things when I was young
Probably the worst of them I done were done to you
I held you in my hand and I didn’t understand
What I had to lose

You must think I am so small
If you think of me at all
I came in like a ball of fire and trouble
We burned straight to the ground
And I didn’t stick around
To see if you were found among the rubble

Did a lot of bad things when I was young
Probably the worst of them I done were done to you
I held you in my hand and I didn’t understand
What I had to lose
I knew right from the start we were gonna fall apart
But I made my move, made my move

The snow it piles and shifts
With time in melts and drifts
And carries off the bits of what we could be
I shovel out my car
And I hope that wherever you are
You know we’re all the stars of our own movies

Did a lot of bad things when I was younger
Probably the worst of them I done were done to you
I held you in my hand and I didn’t understand
What I had to lose
I knew right from the start we were gonna fall apart
I looked you in the eye and I didn’t even try
I held you in my hand and I didn’t understand
What I had to lose, I had to lose
Did a lot of bad things, did a lot of bad things