He's good enough to know my name
He's good enough to know my name
I doubt he needs much longer
So can he really be that bad?
By the bike sheds smoking on his own
He's the boy that always stands
Can he really, really, really be that bad?
When he passes me in the corridor
He's good enough to smile at me
He's good enough to smile at me
But what's beneath his smile?
Can he really, really, really be that bad?
But I don't, don't know if that is true
I once sat next to him in geography
'Cause I heard him once
But I can see that he has got a certain charm
Can he be that bad?
(Oh no, he never does)
Can he be that bad?
But what's beneath his smile?
When he passes me in the corridor
Can he be that bad?
(I wonder where else)
Can he really, really, really, really
I doubt he needs much longer
He never does what he is told
Than the rest of us
Really, really, really, really
When he was thrown out of his class
(Oh, did you really? Did you try?)
Just to be near him for a while
When he passes me in the corridor
He's got a tattoo on his arm
They say he'll only come to harm
He's good enough to smile at me
Though I regret I know
'Cause I heard him once
And he once offered me a try
'Cause I heard him once
They say he's several years older
But what's beneath his smile?
So can he really be that bad?
But I was always too shy
I doubt he needs much longer
(Oh yes, you'd better believe it)
He's good enough to know my name
So can he really be that bad?
