

There's blood in my mouth 'Cause I've been biting my tongue all week I keep on talking trash, but I never say anything And the talking leads to touching And the touching leads to sex And then there is no mystery left And it's bad news Baby, I'm bad news I'm just bad news, bad news, bad news I know I'm alone if I'm with or without you But just being around you offers me another form of relief When the loneliness leads to bad dreams And the bad dreams lead me to calling you And I call you and say: C'MERE! And it's bad news Baby, I'm bad news I'm just bad news, bad news, bad news And it's bad news Baby, it's bad news It's just bad news, bad news, bad news 'Cause you're just damage control For a walking corpse like me, like you 'Cause we'll all be portions for foxes Yeah, we'll all be portions for foxes There's a pretty young thing in front of you And she's real pretty and she's real into you And then she's sleeping inside of you And the talking leads to touching And the touching leads to sex And then there is no mystery left And it's bad news I don't blame you I do the same thing, I get lonely too And you're bad news My friends tell me to leave you That you're bad news, bad news, bad news You're bad news Baby, you're bad news And you're bad news Baby, you're bad news And you're bad news I don't care, I like you And you're bad news I don't care, I like you I like you
There's blood in my mouth 'Cause I've been biting my tongue all week I keep on talking trash, but I never say anything And the talking leads to touching And the touching leads to sex And then there is no mystery left And it's bad news Baby, I'm bad news I'm just bad news, bad news, bad news I know I'm alone if I'm with or without you But just being around you offers me another form of relief When the loneliness leads to bad dreams And the bad dreams lead me to calling you And I call you and say: C'MERE! And it's bad news Baby, I'm bad news I'm just bad news, bad news, bad news And it's bad news Baby, it's bad news It's just bad news, bad news, bad news 'Cause you're just damage control For a walking corpse like me, like you 'Cause we'll all be portions for foxes Yeah, we'll all be portions for foxes There's a pretty young thing in front of you And she's real pretty and she's real into you And then she's sleeping inside of you And the talking leads to touching And the touching leads to sex And then there is no mystery left And it's bad news I don't blame you I do the same thing, I get lonely too And you're bad news My friends tell me to leave you That you're bad news, bad news, bad news You're bad news Baby, you're bad news And you're bad news Baby, you're bad news And you're bad news I don't care, I like you And you're bad news I don't care, I like you I like you
É a terceira faixa do álbum “More Adventurous”, lançado em 2004 pela Rilo Kiley.
A letra descreve um narrador preso em um relacionamento que está falhando e que ele não consegue deixar.
O título faz referência ao versículo bíblico Salmos 63:10, “mas aqueles que buscam a minha alma, para destruí-la, irão aos lugares mais baixos da terra…”.
A composição evoca imagens de fragilidade e desespero, refletindo a temática de perda e resignação presente no álbum.
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