Lletres: Nina Gordon. Badway.

The pinch
One inch
Half a head
And half dead
No pain
No gain
There?s a million voices in my brain

It?s like a game of hide and seek
And i play every day
I close my eyes and i count to ten
One two three and everybody runs away

I?m in a bad way
It?s such a bad way
Can?t you give a damn on a better day
I can?t come out to play
When i?m in such a bad bad way

Purple leather
Makes it better
A purple coat or a purple sweater
Clothes make the girl i know but
I can?t get dressed when i?m this low

I?m like a self made hand grenade
But i can?t pull the pin
I set the bait and sit back and wait
Then i try to see if i can reel you in

I?m in a bad way
It?s such a bad way
Can?t you give a damn on a better day
I can?t come out to play
I?m in such a bad bad way

Go away
Don't go away
Don't go away yeah !

Little peach
Little blue
A little water and
I?m as good as new
I want to swallow all of you
But i?m biting more than i can chew

It?s like a game of hide and seek
And i play every day
I close my eyes and i count to ten
One two three and everybody runs away

I?m in a bad way
It?s such a bad way
Can?t you give a damn on a better day
I can?t come out to play
I?m in such a bad bad way