Love You So Bad - Ezra Furman

You know I love you so bad

I don’t believe in love

You know I love you so bad

So bad

You know I love you so bad

Like the kid in the back of the classroom

Who can’t do the math

'Cause he can’t see the blackboard, so bad

You know I love you so bad

Like the kids skipping class in the bathrooms

Sneaking cigarettes underneath the football bleachers, baby

So bad

You know I love you so bad

Like the kids growing up to be criminals

Tearing pages out the back of the hymnals

For love notes baby, so bad

Still remember so bad

The nights mom got drunker than dad did

She told me, «Never hang out with the bad kids»

Well, what can you say to that?

I always knew I was bad

Always dreaming so they called me the Spaceman

You first kissed me in your parent’s blue basement

Wanted you baby, so bad

Sometimes we got out of hand

We bought drugs from a parking attendant

But sober nights in your car were transcendent

Loved you baby so bad

You know I loved you so bad

Somehow you got yourself accepted to college

You said there had to be a way out of all this

Garbage small town rat trap

You moved away, that was that

You still send me the occasional email

I got a dumb job working in retail

I miss you baby so bad, so bad

I drew your name in the sand

Came to the beach 'cause we used to go here

I watched the blue wave cover it over

Do what the ocean does best

I know the past is the past

But then again, the present’s nothing without it

I feel fine, don’t even feel sad about it

I just love you baby so, so bad

So bad, so bad