Nobody Knew Her

Bradley comes home from school
He looks happier today than any other day
He won’t go out with me
I don’t care if I never see his face
Sometimes I wanna get out of here
Everyone’s talking about you behind the gym
They’re sharing cigarettes, drinking beer out of coke-cans
They’re saying what a waste
You must have been loaded
Tearing down Pacific Coast Highway
Bradley, Bradley
I think you got away
Bradley, Bradley
Oh, I think you got away
Someone found a blue Ford
Twisted up and glass all around
There was a girl with you
Nobody knew her
Your stepdad was called in
To say he recognized you
Everyone knew you
They said it was a waste
Said it was a waste
Bradley, Bradley
I think you got away
Bradley, Bradley
I think you got away
Everyone’s back where they started
No-one wants to talk about it
This desk says
You were here