Bad Blood Better Lyrics - Life And Times - Bob Mould

Early cloudy Sunday morning 

A somber letter I did write 

To let you know the status of this 

Alcoholic madness, we have landed hard 

You deny that there's a problem 

You left your hand print on my face 

You sent an instant message 

With the hardest of intentions 

My will imposed on you 

You flail and crack my skull 

All thoughts flood to the floor 

Bad blood better no blood at all 

Used me up without permission 

The taste of last night's sex in my mouth 

My breath is blood and sweat 

Choking like a tourniquet 

Soulless feeling deep desire 

Destructive answer and call 

Break me, break me over and over 

Bad blood better no blood at all 

Fucked up in my own head 

Cross myself and hope to god I die happy 

Making my escape as quiet as I can 

I'm leaving you now 

I contemplate the situation 

And pray for change upon my fate 

Something tells me it ain't changing