Richard Thompson

Bad Again
I thought you liked me so I got bolder You seemed to like the little things I told you Then you turned round, I got the old cold shoulder Babe, you didn't give me no warning I thought you cared from the way you kissed Must be a signal that I missed When did reality start to twist Babe, you didn't give me no warning I'm Bad Again, Bad Again Must have done something but I don't know when Bad Again, Bad Again Maybe you'll love me in the morning The candles are lit and it's time to dine A little soft music, a little French wine You talk about your mother, dear, all the time And I can't stop myself yawning Put a TV in the doghouse and my favourite chair Spend so much of my time in there I'm guilty of some dark deed somewhere Babe, you didn't give me no warning From Letras Mania