There's only one thing that'll do I'd fly away on this pair of wings with you Cause you might fuck around and find your dreams come true with me So don't act like it's a bad thing to fall in love with me, me It's not a bad thing to fall in love with me,

And it's not your fault That I fumbled your heart Should've let go of my past for you You did everything I asked of you Drived across the country if I asked you too I fumbled your heart But I'm just bad for you I'm bad news, yeah I'm just bad for you I'm

Everything I see Every part of me Gonna get what I deserve I know where I stand I know who I am I would never run away when life gets bad, it's I know what you like I know what you think Not afraid to stare you down until you blink, it's

Hold on, Holy Ghost It's the day of the dead Better run, here we come Go on, hold me close So long to the ones you know We come from a world of oblivion, bad dreams I got all I need strapped right to my head stream I'm not really bad, I'm just made up of

She's just a woman, never again Been there before but not like this Seen it before but not like this Never before have I ever seen it this bad Never again He's drunk again, it's time to fight She must have done something wrong tonight The living room

My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray Put your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Slim, I

We don't stand a chance In this wild romance, my tender heart Maybe it's wiser to walk away and love again With my tender heart. In this wild romance, oh it hurts so bad Knowing that I'm not the one you want I can't hold on to my tender heart Every night

And I shiver all over, I shiver all over I shiver all over, 'cause I ain't got you, hmm I wear shades 'cause my eyes are red I got a headache that just won't go away It's a wonder that I'm not dead I get the blues in the mornin' So bad, I scare myself My

I promise you there's times I'm not so sad Some days the good will even out the bad I know I'm married to my problems It's always in my head And I'm destined for greatness or death Destined for greatness or death I need another drug Sickness is in season

I feel the reason, as it's leaving me No, not again It's quite deceiving, as I'm feeling The flesh make me bad I am watching the rise And fall of my salvation There's so much shit around me Such a lack of compassion I thought it would be fun and games