I fell in love with a bad bad man Ever since I met him I've been sad sad sad I'm a jail bird to your music I'm a criminal in your prayer I watch you in your sleep even when you're not there Rainbows wept colour all over the streets When you went away

Oh, the good life, full of fun seems to be the ideal Mm, the good life lets you hide all the sadness you feel You won't really fall in love for you can't take the chance So please be honest with yourself, don't try to fake romance It's the good life to

'Cause you make me feel gorgeous You're so gorgeous Oh, so gorgeous I might be better off without you There's too many people all around you All these vultures that surround you They don't know a thing about you Nobody understands you You ain't nothing

No one knows what it's like To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes But my dreams They aren't as empty As my conscience seems to be I have hours, only lonely My love is vengeance

I am a master hunter I cured my skin, now nothing gets in Nothing not as hard as it tries I have some news You're not sad, you look for the blues You want a woman cause you want to be saved Well I'll tell you that I got a little lot on my plate Well if

He's just a singer, a natural born guitar ringer Kind of a clinger to sad old songs He's not a walk-behinder, he's a new note finder But his name's a reminder Of a blues man that's already gone So he started drinkin', took some things that messed up his

No one knows what it's like To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes But my dreams They aren't as empty As my conscience seems to be I have hours, only lonely My love is vengeance

I read the news today, oh boy I'd love to turn you on About a lucky man who made the grade And though the news was rather sad Well I just had to laugh I saw the photograph He blew his mind out in a car He didn't notice that the lights had changed A crowd

Gerald what you so sad for? Why the hell you got the blues? Everybody wanna be in your shoes Everything ain't that bad Name a reason that you got to be mad Man stop acting like a bitch Forgot you're all famous now and rich? Gerald what the fuck is wrong,

'Cause you make me feel gorgeous You're so gorgeous Oh, so gorgeous I might be better off without you There's too many people all around you All these vultures that surround you They don't know a thing about you Nobody understands you You ain't nothing