Good Guy - Bad Luck Lyrics - Singles - Brodie

I remember growing up, and I 

Can't forget throwing up 

That Friday night 

I drank everything in site, and 

I remember sneaking out, and how 

My mom was freaking out 

When I got home 

She had the police on the phone 

Why do I always insist on 

Making these dumb mistakes 

I guess I'm just a good guy with bad: 

I remember skipping class, and I 

Can't forget that car crash 

I didn't get far 

I hit the principals new car, and 

I remember her Dad's place, and I 

Can't forget her Dad's face 

When he opened the door 

And caught us on her bedroom floor 

Why do I always insist on 

Making these dumb mistakes 

Maybe it's just part of growing up 

I'd like to think I'll learn my lesson 

How many times does it take 

I guess I'm just a good guy with bad luck 

I'm just a good guy with bad luck 

I'm always screwing up 

This time I'm really fucked 

I'm just a good guy with bad luck