Bad Things

Rita Wilson


Well, Ventura burned
We packed up our things
Drove to your mother's
To cut the last of your strings
Never could tell
Memories from scars
It takes all that you got, baby
To forget who you are

No light ever shines
In the darkness of my mind
Kiss my mouth so hard 'til I can't breathe
And we'll hold tight to the bad things
We'll hold tight to the bad things

We followed our hope
Straight into the ground
Forever is over
I'm used to it now

No light ever shines
In the darkness of my mind
Kiss my mouth so hard 'til I can't breathe
We'll hold tight to the bad things
We'll hold tight to the bad things

No light ever shines
In the darkness of my mind
Kiss my mouth so hard 'til I can't breathe
And we'll hold tight to the bad things
We'll hold tight to the bad things


Writer/s: Matt Adam Nathanson, Rita Wilson