BILL BACHMANN Lyrics


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BAD BLOOD

She sees them circling, he sees them squared-in,

No middle ground, tempers are flaring,

She says it’s white, he says black,

Some say opposites tend to attack,

Bad blood, a needle in vein,

A hole in a heart in a whole lot of pain, because

Bad blood, never runs down the drain, it just

Circles around, leaving rings that can stain you with love.

We’ve been together and we’ve been apart of this,

One little slip sure can rip your poor heart out, on

This narrow tightrope, without a net to

Save us from words we may always regret, because

Bad blood, a needle in vein,

A hole in a heart in a whole lot of pain, because

Bad blood, never runs down the drain, it just

Circles around, leaving rings that can stain you with love.

Break

Yes, we’ve been together and we’ve been apart of this,

One little slip sure can rip your poor heart out, on

This narrow tightrope, without a net to

Save us from wounds we might never forget, because

Bad blood, a needle in vein,

A hole in a heart in a whole lot of pain, because

Bad blood, never runs down the drain, it just

Circles around, leaving rings that can stain you with love.