Bad Child (Acoustic)

My father tried to tell me son just get your feet on the ground you're in deep way over your head just turn your life around poor mother, all I ever gave to her was pain I didn't realise the last thing I remember was the tears running from her eyes something happened along the way I was a bad child something happened they'd always say I was a little wild I was a bad child playing hookey, drinkin octane, I didn't care anymore no always running against the grain, I was rotten to the core I could live forever until they threw me out the door I was sleeping on the floor something happened along the way I was a bad child something happened they'd always say I was a little wild I was a bad child My father tried to tell me son just get your feet on the ground you're in deep way over your head, I've turned my life around my mother was the best to me, I guess I never realized one thing that I'll never forget was the tears running from her eyes something happened along the way I was a bad child something happened they'd always say I was a little wild some along the way now I'm living for a better day something happened along the way I was a bad child running wild