Bad Advice

It was about 20 to 10 when you
Took a pinch of my bad advice
You were feeling alone, I was there
You were tired and broke, I was there
You were sick of it all, I was there, yeah
You are I are okay
I don’t want nobody
Spitting out the story, yeah
You tell me we should
You tell me you’re knackered
We can pull the pin if it feels not right
But you give it a push!
We can never go back
But I don’t really care where we were, baby
If you’re feeling alone, I’ll be there
If you’re stuck in your throat, I’ll be there
If you want to implode, I’ll be there
You and I are okay
I don’t want nobody
Spitting out the story, yeah
Are you coming with me?