Crooked Fingers

Bad Blood
Went to see my fortune tellerTo see which way the winds were blowin'She said you'll probably get the cancerShe said you'll surely die aloneIt seems so far away and so longAgo to, do any harmTo draw the same bad blood out of youWent to see my fortune tellerI'll take my chances on the hustleI'll cut my losses and keep movin'Double-cross'll cost you doubleBut you got nothing left for losingSo won't you tell me fortune tellerWhich way the chilly winds are blowin'Blow me down I got no futureDon't blow me back I got no homeAnd if I call my nameIn your armsCutting youIn my loveTo draw the same bad blood out of youLetras de cancionesYears rolling by eye for an eyeAll I can see now is the damage doneIf what you do comes back to youWe've got a lot to be afraid ofIt seems so far away and so longAgo to, do any harmTo draw the same bad blood out of youAnd if I call my nameIn your armsCutting youIn my loveTo draw the same bad blood out of you From Letras Mania