作曲 : Jonathan Michael Adams
I know you left just a week ago
I thought it was just a dream though
Locked in my mind are the thoughts of you
I can't let you go if I wanted to
You come and go as you please
Oh I wish you could let me be
Your Bad Medicine
Making me act like a fool
Your Bad Medicine
Making me love sick over you
Phantoms keep ringing my phone
To remind me that I鈥檓 still alone
Those torn yellow pages, that sickness is born
Falling onto a bed of thorns
I want to forget you so badly
But my heart it loves you so madly
Your Bad Medicine
Making me act like a fool
Your Bad Medicine
Making me love sick over you
A cavity of the heart
A problem right from the start
Your Bad Medicine
Making me act like a fool
Your Bad Medicine
Making me love sick over you