Bad Man

I tell myself that I really care.
I want her to be happy, and she’s happy there.
But deep inside, I can tell.
That I would do anything to have her to myself.

The jealousy is taking over me.
I thought that I loved her, so how can this be?
They say if you love it, than set it free,
But I just can’t let go of her.

She’s so sweet. She’ll never know.
I can’t tell her,

‘Cause I don’t want to scare her.
I would never scare her.
But sometimes I scare myself,
‘Cause I’m a bad, bad man.

A bad, bad man.
A bad, bad man.

She makes me smile, but she makes me cry.
I should be happy, but I want to die.
And every thing that’s on my shelf,
Is one more reason to hate myself.

She’s so pure. She’ll never know.
I can’t tell her.

‘Cause I don’t want to hurt her.
I could never hurt her.
Maybe I should hurt myself,
‘Cause I’m a bad, bad man.

A bad, bad man.
A bad, bad man.
A bad, bad man.

She’s my life. She’ll never know.
I won’t tell her,

‘Cause I don’t want to lose her.
I can’t bare to lose her.
I think I have lost myself,
‘Cause I’m a bad, bad man.

A bad, bad man.
A bad, bad man.
A bad, bad man.
A bad, bad man.


~ by Zack Flak on 02/01/2009.