Bad Education Lyrics - Singles - Tilly And The Wall

Oh, pretty boy, you found it hard to really find out what felt right 

You wanna be a pretty girl, you'd hunt at night 

The streets, your urgency to bleed 

You bruised up both your knees 

While rifling through womens jeans 

'Cause the attractions always high 

Sparkling, a sparkled fight 

The grittiest of crimes, your clothes are ruined 

Youre running in the wild 

A horse carrying a child 

You got your kite so high, I think you flew it 

I know it, I think you knew it 

Now its all bad education 

Feeling fine, Im feeling patient 

Girls and boys and full frustration 

St. Valentine, I think I taste it 

Tugging at the seatbelt 

Im jumping out the saddle 

Im shuffling my feet around 

Im kneeling at the steeple 

When will my heart teeter, tatter? 

Im a believer, Im solid matter 

Oh, pretty girl, you turned it on, you turned it out, it all felt off 

Thats how it is, thats how it was 

You searched it all so well, underwater in a bell 

You smeared on coral lips while checking off a checked off list 

The situations never kind, feathering a dance hall stride 

Youre playing with the craziest locomotive 

You broke your fingers in the climb 

Scuffed up all your pretty shine 

Youve got your air so thin 

I think you blew it, did I blow it? 

You fell into it 

Now its all bad education 

Feeling fine, Im feeling patient 

Girls and boys and full frustration 

St. Valentine, I think I taste it 

Tugging at the seatbelt 

Im jumping out the saddle 

Im shuffling my feet around 

Im kneeling at the steeple 

When will my heart teeter, tatter? 

Im a believer, Im solid matter 

Hey, I think I faked it, oh, did I fake it? 

Oh boy, your lips look good, oh, when you fake it 

Hey, I think I made it, oh did I make it? 

You tried so hard, boy, you better make it 

I think Ill take it, oh, should I take it? 

Oh, pretty girl, I dont think you can take it 

I think I hate it, oh, do I hate it? 

I taste it, I taste it 

Now, its all bad education 

Feeling fine, Im feeling patient 

Girls and boys and full frustration 

St. Valentine, I think I taste it 

Tugging at the seatbelt 

Im jumping out the saddle 

Im shuffling my feet around 

Im kneeling at the steeple 

Im tugging at the seatbelt 

Im jumping out the saddle 

Im shuffling my feet around 

Im kneeling at the steeple 

I hope you feel it in your hands 

I hope you feel it in your hands 

I hope you feel it in your hands 

I hope you feel it in your hands