My Bad
Lyrics

(Christone Ingram-Tom Hambridge-Richard Fleming)

MY BAD, MY BAD
WHY DIDN’T I TREAT MY BABY GOOD?
IF IT WASN’T MY BAD
SHE’D BE LOVIN’ ME LIKE SHE SHOULD

WHAT A FOOL, WHAT A FOOL
A FOOL I WAS TO LET THAT WOMAN DOWN
IF IT WASN’T MY BAD
SHE’D STILL BE COMIN’ AROUND

I COULD HAVE DONE BETTER THERE AIN’T NO DOUBT
IT’S TOO LATE TO WORK IT OUT
I PUNCHED THE WALL THAT AIN’T ALL
I JACKED IT UP AND I WATCHED HER GO
AND NOW I’VE GOT NOTHIN’ TO SHOW

I’M THE ONE, I’M THE ONE
I’M THE ONE DESERVIN’ ALL THE BLAME
IF IT WASN’T MY BAD
SHE’D BE IN MY ARMS AGAIN

MY BAD, MY BAD,
WHY DIDN’T I TREAT MY BABY GOOD?
IF IT WASN’T MY BAD
SHE’D BE LOVIN’ ME LIKE SHE SHOULD

MY BAD, MY BAD…