They're going to find my body on those railroad tracks
You're like a plague of locusts
Get on my knees and protest
You're just too bad to live
Too bad to live
Too good to die
I guess I've got to love you
Bring the pain 24/7
I need something that rhymes with Heaven
You're just too bad to live
Too bad to live
Too good to die
I guess I've got to love you
Too bad to live
Too good to die
Damn, you're like a walking tombstone
Make all my friends go home
You're just too bad to live
Too bad to live
Too good to die
Ken - Keys
Steve - Guitar, Backing
Bob - Guitar
John - Drums
Nick - Vocals
