Bad Education

Oh, pretty boy

You found it hard to really find out what felt right

You wanna be a pretty girl, you hunt at night

The streets, your urgency to bleed

You bruised up both your knees

While rifling through women's jeans

Cause the attraction's always high

Sparkle in the sparkle fire

The grittiest of grimes, your clothes are ruined

You're running in the wild, almost carrying a child

You got your kite so high, i think you flew it

I know it, i think you knew it

Now it's all bad education

Feeling fine, i'm feeling patient

Girls and boys and full frustration

St. valentine, i think i taste it

Tugging at the seatbelt

I'm jumping out the saddle

I'm shuffling my feet around

I'm kneeling at the steeple

Will my heart teeter, tatter?

I'm a believer, i'm solid matter

Oh, pretty girl

You turned it on, you turned it out, it all felt off

That's how it is, that's how it was

You searched it all so well, underwater in a well

You smeared on cool lips while checking off a checked off list

The situation's never kind, feathering a dance-hall stride

You're playing with the craziest locomotive

You broke your fingers in the climb

Scuffed the ball, you're pretty shy

You've got your air so thin

I think you blew it, did i blow it?

You fell into it

Now it's all bad education

Feeling fine, i'm feeling patient

Girls and boys and full frustration

St. valentine, i think i taste it

Tugging at the seatbelt

I'm jumping out the saddle

I'm shuffling my feet around

I'm kneeling at the steeple

Will my heart teeter, tatter?

I'm a believer, i'm solid matter

Hey, i think i faked it, oh did i fake it?

Oh boy, you look so good

Oh, when you fake it

Hey, i think i made it, oh did i make it?

You tried so hard, boy, you better make it

I think i'll take it, oh, should i take it?

Oh, pretty girl, i don't think you can take it

I think i hate it, oh, do i hate it?

I taste it, i taste it

Now it's all bad education

Feeling fine, i'm feeling patient

Girls and boys and full frustration

St. valentine, i think i taste it

Tugging at the seatbelt

I'm jumping out the saddle

I'm shuffling my feet around

I'm kneeling at the steeple

I'm tugging at the seatbelt

I'm jumping out the saddle

I'm shuffling my feet around

I'm kneeling at the steeple

I hope you feel it in your hands

I hope you feel it in your hands

I hope you feel it in your hands