He's a bad man, Mr. Bad Man
And she had enough of him
So the wolves try to dry her eyes
'Cause the bad man made her cry

But every day I know that
I may just be closer to the sea of frozen words
Words that even soldiers
Would lay down their swords for
And they come in every colour
And flavour too (doo doo doo doo)
And flavour too (doo doo doo doo)

There's a gold star on a gendarme
So she asked him, "Hey, can you hold my song?
It's the one piece that I got left
So hide it well," she said.

He's a bad man (just a bad, bad man)
Mr. Bad Man (Such a bad man)
And she had enough of him
So the wolves try to dry her eyes
'Cause the bad man made her cry

But every day I know that
I may just be closer to the sea of frozen words
Words that even soldiers
Would lay down their swords for
And they come in every colour
And flavour too (doo doo doo doo)
And flavour too (doo doo doo doo)
And flavour too (doo doo doo doo)