Bad Luck.
Wooden Townhouse
When you left all the evidence
It was stacked against you
It’s unannouced but I know the truth
And it’s hiding in my doubt
That I will ever come to grips with your innoncence
It’s not my fault, for bleeding on your floor
You’ll clean it up with spite
Like you’ve done before
So go on
(Go on)
And i’ll find my own way
(We’re not avoiding the issue, we’re just avoiding to talk)
It doesn’t matter anyway
And all the civil hours
Can be killed by a minute
That’s consumed by slith annoyances
From past inconsiderate
Choices I made, I’m sorry
So go on
(Go on)
And I’ll find my own way
(We’re not avoiding the issue, we’re just avoiding to talk)
My own way
My own way
(Not at all!)
You’ve been gone
(You’ve been gone)
It’s been fine for me
(This was never an issue, it doesn’t matter to me anyway-ay-ay!)
It’s not me
It’s not you
It’s not me
It’s not you
It’s not me
It’s not me
It’s not you
Your mistakes are yours to dwell on
It’s no excuse to look down on me
I’m just a product of a halfway loving father
With too much pride
So go on
(Go on!)
And go your own way
Distant from me
(Stay distant from me!)
You’ve been gone
You keep a part of me
(It’s not me)
(It’s not you)
I hate me
And I blame you