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.