Bad News

Baby, you ain't a man
Because my heart's in your hand
Any fool can see
I love my misery

Bad news

It's born in my blood
Bad news
Some live to undo
Some live to be undone

Sky is growing dark
I feed on my own heart
Bad news
It's born in my blood

Bad news
Mama, tell me what is wrong
Every time I sing a song
You know I find you on my mind

Bad news

Bad news

Whispers of what you've done
Crazy I bought a gun
Fingers to your window
Whiskey's on my clothes

I'm bad news
It's born in my blood

Bad news
Bad news
Bad news