Lyrics:

Baby, You Aint A Man
cause My Hearts Carried In Your Hand
any Fool Can See
i Love My Misery
bad News
its Born In My Blood
bad News

some Live To Undo
some Live To Be Undone
my Gray Is Growing Dark
i Feed On My Own Heart
bad News
its 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 Youve Done
crazy I Bought A Gun
my Fingers To Your Window
whiskeys On My Clothes
im Bad News
its Born In My Blood
bad News
bad News