Badman / Dupta Hoon
We're not the scene of a tragedy
That's just what they want you to believe
I tried to please
Just ended up making my friends leave
I'm trying to run from all the things I've seen
But I see them hiding from the sight of me
I hope you're in bed wishing
That I was there and I will be when I can
I just want you to miss me
I swear I'm not a bad man
They say "what's she
Doing with a nasty boy like me?"
I am trying hard not to be
Who I was at seventeen
This seed has grown into a giving tree
My childhood friends have grown into police
We were getting drunk on the floor of her loungeroom
Watching science fiction films
Even though she never really cared for them
But she said she did for my sake
And I appreciate the thought
Even if we don't do that anymore
I was throwing up on the night of her birthday
In a tent in her backyard
Well, I'm sorry if I caused any alarm
Still she held my hair and told me
That she really didn't mind
While her friends just kept on laughing outside
Writer/s: Luke Seymoup
