(k. fowley/s. west/m. steele)

Bodies without minds
I hear youre the one with the bleeding heart
Blue and bittersweet
You tear my dreams apart

Cause I was born to be bad
Im not sad
But Im glad I did it
Born to be bad
Im not sad why dont you all get with it

The damned dont cry
Cry out when theyre betrayed
Bodies slam they scream
As the keynotes fade

Cause I was born to be bad
Im not sad
But Im glad I did it
Born to be bad
Im not sad why dont you all get with it

I called my mother from hollywood the other day
And I said mom, I just called to tell ya I joined a rock and roll band
And I wont be coming home no more
You know what she did?
She started crying and weeping and wimpering like all mothers do
She woke up my father and told him about it and he said
There aint a damn thing we can do, thats the way she is
She was just born to be bad

I want you to bring me his ears
To satisfy my mad desires
And if he bites the dust
Well just have to miss my fire

Cause I was born to be bad
Im not sad
But Im glad I did it
Born to be bad
Im not sad why dont you all get with it