Bad News

Baby, you ain't a man

'Cause my heart's carried in your hand

Any fool can see I love my misery

Bad news, it was born in my blood

Bad news

Some live to undo, some live to be undone

Grey sky a growing dark

I feed on my own heart

Bad news, it was born in my blood

Bad news

Mama, tell me what is wrong

That every time I sing this song

You know I find you on my mind?

Bad news

Whispers of what you've done

Crazy, I bought a gun

My fingers to your window

Whiskey's on my clothes

I'm bad news, it was born in my blood

Bad news, bad news

Bad news