Love You So Bad Ezra Furman

You know I love you so bad
I don't believe in love
You know I love you so bad, so bad

You know I love you so bad
Like the kid in the back of the classroom
Who can't do the math 'cause he can't see the blackboard, so bad

You know I love you so bad
Like the kid skipping class in the bathrooms
Sneaking cigarettes underneath the football bleachers baby, so bad

You know I love you so bad
Like the kids growing up to be criminals
Tearing pages out the back of the hymnals
Love notes baby, so bad

Still remember so bad
The nights Mom got drunker than Dad did
She told me, "never hang out with the bad kids"
Well what can you say to that?

I always knew I was bad
Always dreaming so they called me the Spaceman
You first kissed me in your parents' blue basement
I wanted you baby so bad