Sugarcane – Bad Cop Bad Cop – letras

She went back to the guy that beat herWho publicly called her his whoreIf he came within five feet of meThere’d be a price on his head for sureI’d use a fucking hammer on his faceYes, I would do that for herI would bite, kick, stab, and brawlThen he would be out her life foreverI feel bad for you, sugarcaneYou really think you deserve to be treated this wayYeah, fuck what your mother taught youYou’re worth moreThan you can dream to thinkSo, get up, get out, get onPick a new life, one that you’d wantGet up, get out, get onBe good to yourself, nothing’s impossibleWithout a roof over your headYou’re stressedThat you don’t got a choiceAnd it’s landed you back in the handsOf that violently oppresive manWell, get up, get out, get onPick a new life, one you’d be proud ofGet up, get out, get onIn this world, nothing’s impossible’Cause he’ll never changeAnd « sorry »s don’t mean a thingTo someone that considers you a nothingThe truth, it fucking stingsBut so do bad beatingsI learned to stitch by sewing up your injuriesWhen will you learn you should be treated like a queenSo, get up, get out, get onPick a new life, one that you wantGet up, get out, get onBe true to yourself, nothing’s impossibleGet up, get out, get onPick a new life, one that you wantGet up, get out, get onIt’s your world, nothing’s impossible (impossible)Impossible (impossible)