Bad Blood

Through your veins
Pure becomes and bad word-
Too much said, can’t be fixed
From the pain
Separate the laughter
Chase your love
To the end
And what remains
Shouldn’t be the bad blood
Calling names
Dragging through the black mud
We both lay down in sympathy-
I shot you, you shot me
We both lay down in sympathy-
I shot you, you shot me
From my name
Draw another rainbow
Way up high
In a lullaby
And what remains
Shouldn’t be the bad blood
Colours change
Everyone to feel good
We both lay down in sympathy
I shot you, you shot me
We both lay down in sympathy
I shot you, you shot me