Hannah Stone - Bad News Bears Lyrics

I had a toothache for my breakfast
Just as soon as I woke up
My head was beating like a kick drum
Felt a desert on my tongue

I stumbled to the bathroom
Shook my heavy head awake
Looking round at my place thinking
What a filthy mess we made

I slipped into your apartment
You were watching Bad News Bears
Saw the needle on the table
And all I could do was stare

Looking backwards at that moment
I never knew you at all
Ever look down from a high place knowing that you're gonna fall?

But I blame you
Your junky moods
And your shitty attitude
It's such a waste
Of a handsome face
It's gonna fall right off of you

It's your skin to bruise
I can't tell you what to do
Now I'm the bearer of bad news

The streets of Philadelphia
Are too dirty for the snow
And the wind's a feral creature
She'll bite ya to the bone

I know it's never gonna happen
Still I'm looking for a way
You'll destroy yourself before you ever convince me to stay

Looks like we're in trouble
Never gonna stay
Looks like we're in trouble
Please don't throw your life away
Toothache for my breakfast
Looks like we're in trouble
Toothache for my breakfast