Love You So Bad [Ezra & Sam & Jamie Riotto at Tiny Telephone in San Francisco, 5-19-2016] Songtext
von 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 kid skipping class in the bathrooms
Sneaking cigarettes underneath the football bleachers, baby, so bad

You know I love you so bad (so bad, so, so bad)
Like the kids growing up to be criminals (so bad, so, so bad)
Tearing pages out the back of the hymnals (so bad)
The love notes baby, so bad (so bad, 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 (so bad, so, so bad)
Somehow you got yourself accepted to college (so bad, so, so bad)
You said there had to be a way out of all this (so bad)
Garbage small town rat trap (so bad)

You moved away that was that (so bad, so, so bad)
You still send me the occasional email (so bad, so, so bad)
I got a dumb job working in retail (so bad)
Miss you baby so, so bad (so bad, so bad)

I drew your name in the sand
I 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
Well 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

Oh man, oh