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`s born in my blood
Bad news
Some live to undo,
some live to be undone
my grey sky`s growing dark
I feed on my own heart.
Bad news
It`s born in my blood
Bad news
Whisper`s what you done,
crazy I`ve bought a gun
my finger`s to your window,
Whiskey`s on my clothes
I`m bad news
It`s born in my blood.
Bad news.
It`s born in my blood.
