Sons of People We Know

Your Bastard

Sons of People We Know


You wanted love and I gave you a nightmare
I fucked around when you were out of town it came around
Im so sorry
See once or twice would've been alright but not last night
The third time clenched the fight

So I write you, my love 
From halfway across the country

We used to talk, we used to do a lot of things i didn't like
But i like them now and I swear I've changed my mind
But has yours changed with time
If our paths collide in some future time,
Ill say hello and you'll goodbye for the last time

So I write you, my love 
From halfway across the country

Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba...

"If our paths collide in some future time, 
I'll Say hello and you'll wave goodbye for the last time
.....I am your bastard
So my love, I write to you, from halfway across the country
So if you write me in some future time, I guess I'm just getting lucky"

So I write you, my love 
From halfway across the country [x2]