Bad, Bad, Bad* (Ferris Wheeler’s, Dallas)

Bad, bad, you don’t know what bad is
A feeling to banish you
You, you have to follow through
I never really needed to

Will I follow in your footsteps
Erasing your regrets
Make a [?] to a master
A lifetime to fester

Life, life, you barely know what life is
You blink and you miss it
There’ll be times when you swallow where your pride is
I know that’s where it swallows you

I dream I’m running from the picture
Of me when I’m old
I ask time, time is not the answer
It follows and crushes

On the bridge I was your friend
In the deep-end, held my breath
Counted every second left
’Til I threw the coin that hit your head

Breath, breath, breath is the beginning
A feeling we’re living
I’ve been following your footsteps
Erasing your regrets

Bad, bad, I’ll never know what that is
A feeling I'll manage
I’ve been running to a picture
Of you as an old man