Down Bad

I woke up late with a bad headache, and empty cans I told myself I wouldn't drink again but here I am (goddamn) I put some whiskey in my coffee and I light a cigarette Oh, I'm the walking dead 'Cause I'm down bad Only got one more dime bag Hooked on the powder (you're bad, you're bad, you're bad for me) (Too bad, too bad) Yelling fuck that, gotta find a way out Run fast, I could never lay down (you're bad, you're bad, you're bad for me) (Too bad, too bad) Trying to save my soul, trying to right my wrongs But the same old wrongs helped me write these songs They say life's a bitch, and then you die So, I'ma hit some licks and enjoy the ride On a bender I pawned my fender And I put it all on red But I lost that bet 'Cause I'm down bad Only got one more dime bag Hooked on the powder (you're bad, you're bad, you're bad for me) (Too bad, too bad) Yelling fuck that, gotta find a way out Run fast, I could never lay down (you're bad, you're bad, you're bad for me) (Too bad, too bad) I got a dollar to my name And I'm shit out of luck I'm pissin' in the wind 'Cause I don't give a fuck 'Cause I'm down bad Only got one more dime bag Hooked on the powder (you're bad, you're bad, you're bad for me) (Too bad, too bad) Yelling fuck that, gotta find a way out Run fast, I could never lay down (you're bad, you're bad, you're bad for me) (Too bad, too bad) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (You're bad, you're bad, you're bad for me) (Too bad, too bad)