Bad Man

By Cory Branan

On Mutt

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You say you heard the talk

About where I've been

But while I walked that walk

There and back again

I don't remember ever seeing none of them around

So let me be the first to curse my name into the ground

They say I'm a bad man, and they're right

I'm a bad man

Baby, I think a bad man

Would do you good

So you broke your heart for some lonely broken man

But it didn't break your heart. It only broke it in

And it takes one to notice when someone takes time for noticing

The subtle shift of shape and shade that made them call a spade a spade

And say

I'm a bad man

Well OK, I'm a bad man

Baby, I think a bad man

Would do you good

Oh, I'd do you good

Let them walk the well-lit suburbs of their heart

You ain't afraid of no alleyway when you are the thing in the dark

So slip off what you don't want ripped off baby. It's all in my way

Put my mouth over those stupid things you're taught you ought to say

And the sun will rise

Like God's good eye

Soon everyone'll know

We were never cool

It'll be all over the entire middle school

I mean

You know

The scene

When they say I'm a bad man

You could say

I bet he makes a better bad man

I bet he makes a better bad man

My baby makes a better bad man

Than you do good

It's not love

That you have for me

It's not love

Who said it had to be

It's not love

That I have for you

But it'll have to do