Bad Partnership from Wives by Wives

I can lock you up in a prison cell
I can fly you to the moon
I can send you off to war
Your own momma won’t recognize you

chorus:
Ah don’t feel bad, don’t move an inch
You don’t understand, you only wish
You put me on, I’m throwing fits
It’ll seal the deal, bad partnership

It don’t get me sad or blue, I am neutral just for you
Call it plain or fuck what moves
You touch it, you buy it, you buy it, you lose
All the flowers in the room die, all the mouths of the boys go dry
All the girls with the puppy eyes, they’re all in for a big surprise

(chorus)

What’d I do?
It must’ve been wrong
Either gone too short or taken too long
We want more, we get bored
We want more, we get bored
We want more, we get bored
We want more, we get bored

• Punk
• grunge
• noise
• philly
• rock
• sex
• Philadelphia