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Intro
Yeah...
Doctor looked me dead in the eye
Said,
"Son, I know exactly what you got."
Verse 1
Twelve years old
BB gun in my hand
Gave him ten seconds
Turns out he needed eleven
Ricochet caught him in the leg
Cop took my BB gun
Year and a half
Got it back eventually
Should've ended there
Didn't
Chorus 1
I got bad idea Tourette's
They keep showing up
Hit after hit
Every time I think I got one whipped
Another one starts talking
Sounding smooth as hell
I got bad idea Tourette's
And so far
I survived myself
Verse 2
Eighteen years old
Matching tattoo with a girlfriend
Now that's confidence
Or stupidity
Hard to tell at eighteen
Cover-up tattoo looks pretty good though
Thirty years later
So maybe we're calling it a draw
Chorus 2
I got bad idea Tourette's
They keep showing up
Hit after hit
Every shortcut turns scenic
Every plan gets expensive
Every lesson arrives
Right on time
Verse 3
Mama said
"Don't date that girl"
Said it twice
Maybe three times
I said
"No, this one's different"
Turns out
Mom had an undefeated season
Pre-Chorus
Friend says
"You ever think things through?"
Man...
That's never really been my thing
Chorus 3
I got bad idea Tourette's
Doctor says there ain't no cure
Take a left to miss the traffic
Thirty minutes later
There goes the traffic
Rolling right past me
Like it knew something I didn't
Bridge
Rode around town
Thinking nobody noticed
Thinking I was smarter
Than every warning sign
Amazing what confidence can do
When it's completely unsupported by evidence
Final Chorus
I got bad idea Tourette's
Still got it
Probably always will
Good life
Good people
Good Lord looking out for me
'Cause if I'm being honest
Left to my own devices
I'd have been in trouble years ago
I got bad idea Tourette's
Hit after hit
And somehow
I'm still here
Outro
Yeah...
Probably got another one
Already
Yeah...
Doctor looked me dead in the eye
Said,
"Son, I know exactly what you got."
Verse 1
Twelve years old
BB gun in my hand
Gave him ten seconds
Turns out he needed eleven
Ricochet caught him in the leg
Cop took my BB gun
Year and a half
Got it back eventually
Should've ended there
Didn't
Chorus 1
I got bad idea Tourette's
They keep showing up
Hit after hit
Every time I think I got one whipped
Another one starts talking
Sounding smooth as hell
I got bad idea Tourette's
And so far
I survived myself
Verse 2
Eighteen years old
Matching tattoo with a girlfriend
Now that's confidence
Or stupidity
Hard to tell at eighteen
Cover-up tattoo looks pretty good though
Thirty years later
So maybe we're calling it a draw
Chorus 2
I got bad idea Tourette's
They keep showing up
Hit after hit
Every shortcut turns scenic
Every plan gets expensive
Every lesson arrives
Right on time
Verse 3
Mama said
"Don't date that girl"
Said it twice
Maybe three times
I said
"No, this one's different"
Turns out
Mom had an undefeated season
Pre-Chorus
Friend says
"You ever think things through?"
Man...
That's never really been my thing
Chorus 3
I got bad idea Tourette's
Doctor says there ain't no cure
Take a left to miss the traffic
Thirty minutes later
There goes the traffic
Rolling right past me
Like it knew something I didn't
Bridge
Rode around town
Thinking nobody noticed
Thinking I was smarter
Than every warning sign
Amazing what confidence can do
When it's completely unsupported by evidence
Final Chorus
I got bad idea Tourette's
Still got it
Probably always will
Good life
Good people
Good Lord looking out for me
'Cause if I'm being honest
Left to my own devices
I'd have been in trouble years ago
I got bad idea Tourette's
Hit after hit
And somehow
I'm still here
Outro
Yeah...
Probably got another one
Already