Story Behind The Song

Getting that the blues is all in the head and heart of the person who sings the blues

Song Description

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Lyrics

So Bad

I?m goin deep, so far below any place I?ve ever known.
You bleed my heart, you tease my soul, you send me home, you bleed my bones.
You start a fire in my soul, you fan the flame and let it roll,
you watch it rage beyond control, you burn my home, you roast my bones.
You leave me sweepin? in your dust, you make my momma self-righteous.
You make my dog run away from home, you throw me scones, you tease my bones.

You?re so bad . . . so bad. . . . You?re the baddest girl I ever had.
If I didn?t know better than to trust your love letters, you?d prob?ly drive me mad.

You take me dancin? in the stars ?til I believe that?s who we are.
You lift my heart upon a throne, you take me home, you please my bones
You tell me tales that can?t be retold, pour milk & honey on my rock & roll.
You coax the jitter from my jive, you give me cause to be alive.
You roll me ?round til I forget my name, make my memories all look the same.
All I knew before I saw your face is gone, without a trace.

You?re so bad . . . so bad. . . . You?re the baddest girl I ever had.
If I didn?t know better than to trust your love letters, you?d prob?ly drive me mad.

You bleed my heart, you tease my soul, pour milk & honey on my rock & roll
You bleed & freeze & please my bones, then you leave me here alone.
You send me far, so far behind any place the sun will shine
You drink the captain?s rum and my red wine,
then you leave me empty . . . alone . . . and alive.

You?re so bad . . . so bad. . . . You?re the baddest girl I ever had.
If I didn?t know better than to trust your love letters, you?d prob?ly drive me mad.

Copyright ã 2002 ?2003 Stephen A. Brunette