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