Bad Blood کے بول

Went to see my fortune teller To see which way the winds were blowin' She said you'll probably get the cancer She said you'll surely die alone It seems so far away and so long Ago to, do any harm To draw the same bad blood out of you Went to see my fortune teller I'll take my chances on the hustle I'll cut my losses and keep movin' Double-cross'll cost you double But you got nothing left for losing So won't you tell me fortune teller Which way the chilly winds are blowin Blow me down I got no future Don't blow me back I got no home And if I call my name In your arms Cutting you In my love To draw the same bad blood out of you Tears rolling by Eye for an eye All I can see now is the damage done If what you do Comes back to you We've got a lot to be afraid of It seems so far away and so long Ago to, do any harm To draw the same bad blood out of you And if I call my name In your arms Cutting you In my love To draw the same bad blood out of you