Bad News - Eels

Guess I’m doing something wrong

Never feel right in these shoes

A pocket full of matches and a head full of flames

Got to warn you that I’m bad news

She tugs me in and then she screams

«One day you will have to choose

Either take care of me or take care of you

And don’t pretend you’re not bad news.»

Come on now I’ll take you home

You don’t have a thing to lose

But stick around long enough and you’ll find out

I am nothing but bad news

You can never change where you’re from

No matter who I will accuse

Gonna get on with a better life

And one day I won’t be bad news

It’s the same every day when I wake up

It’s the same in the way that you gave me up

In the middle of a swan dive

And I was soaring down perfect and slow