Momma told me to be nice
Don't you run away again
Your gonna heart someone
My aunt told me look before you leap
And watch the friends you keep
I stayed along the broken path
Never listened when she said
Being bad has consequences
I guess that I had to find that out myself
Being bad has consequences
I guess that I had to find that out myself
Loved you like a house of cards
I let it fall apart
But all the things you told me
That I couldn't understand
I never could have planed
It made me who I am
Put you face in plastic bags
Instead taking drugs
Your life will alone fall apart
I stayed along the broken path
Never listened when she said
Being bad has consequences
I guess that I had to find that out myself
Being bad has consequences
I guess that I had to find that out myself
We all fall down we live somehow
We learn what doesn't kill us makes us stranger
Ohhh—ohhhhhh-ohhhhh
I stayed along the broken path
Never listened when she said
Being bad has consequences
I guess that I had to find that out myself
Being bad has consequences
I guess that I had to find that out myself
