Bad Drugs and Minor Chords

When she was a little girl she travelled all over
this big wide world.
She says it’s not what you do, it’s the way
that you do it that really counts.
I’m not your rollercoaster girl,
I’m just a boy and I’ve got no sty-y-yle.
I’m the bullet, you’re the gun
if you pull the trigger and we’ll both be gone.
It’s not what you say, it’s the way that you say it
that really hurts.
I know I’m not alone but I’m feeling so lonely,
don’t you understand?
I don’t know know what you’re saying girl,
I’m just a boy, and I got no style…
Short shrift on the weekend wars,
bad drugs and minor cho-o-ords.
Short shrift on the weekend wars,
bad drugs and minor cho-o-ords
I’m not you roller coaster girl,
I’m just a boy and I got no sty-y-le