Last Good Bad Idea

Caught pissing by the front steps.
Just a sentimental train wreck.
I can’t even remember what we were saying.
I get a bruise on my birthday.
I’ll make it up on Monday.
I’ll take a swim, I’ve never been caught before.
It was the last good bad idea I had.
They say what doesn’t kill you makes you stonger.
They couldn’t have been any wronger.
No credit cards or hand grenades.
Just a hundred bucks left to my name.
And a day in New York to spend it all.
It was the two of us drowning.
It was you first time in town then.
No holding back, it’s our last hurrah.
It was the last good bad idea I had.
They say what doen’t kill you makes you stronger.
They couldn’t have been any wronger.