You caught feelings before I did,
so I’m a bad guy?
Didn’t lie so I could lie with you,
and I’m a bad guy?
You want everything you thought you found,
rushed everything to keep me ’round
and that all paused when I left town..
now three weeks passed
I’m back at last, you cheers me with an empty glass,
I raise a brow, you bring them down,
it’s your own circus and I’m the clown,
I lift my feet to leave in peace
the streets bequeath my right to breathe,
your pain not mine
I’ll pay no fine
to recompense what you have lost,
you risk it all to have it all
of course the bad guy
is me.