Eric Bryman - Bad Bad News Lyrics

Don't fumble for your tickets we're near the final act
You know how I be when I don't know how to act
An arrogant broke boy is where I end at
I'll take my final bow draw the curtains that's a wrap

I never was good at autonomy
I pick apart the things that keep me happy
I find all of the things that are wrong with me
I know that I'm held to a high degree

Look I know I can't please everybody
I push away and disengage like it's a hobby
Your friends tell you that I'm bad bad news

Stop the ticking of the clock
This twisted rollercoaster doesn't seem to have a stop
I guess I'm not the one for you

I look back at my past to the spirit that I'm missing
You ghost me at your seance so I started my reminiscing
Silences in car rides made me feel those red lights
Long drives pink skies right before it's nighttime

I wanna skip the part where I struggle in my 20s
I wanna sell my car and move far with that money
I wanna happy ending with a person who will love me but I gotta
Fix myself if I want to be somebody

Feels like you're in orbit cause I miss you every autumn
My tree shrivels up when all its leaves have fallen
Although we're not together I don't wanna be forgotten

Look I know I can't please everybody
I push away and disengage like it's a hobby
Your friends tell you that I'm bad bad news

Stop the ticking of the clock
This twisted rollercoaster doesn't seem to have a stop
I guess I'm not the one for you

Look I know I can't please everybody
I push away and disengage like it's a hobby
Your friends tell you that I'm bad bad news