WHEN THINGS GO BAD

A WEEPIN' WILLOW,
AN EMPTY PILLOW,
THINGS THAT MAKE ME SAD.
EVERYDAY'S THE SAME OLD SONG,
WHEN THINGS GO BAD.

ALONE AND CRYIN',
STILL I'M TRYIN',
TO KEEP THE LOVE WE HAD.
BUT I CAN FEEL IT SLIP AWAY,
WHEN THINGS GO BAD.

IT DOESN'T MATTER, IF IT'S RAININ',
LET THOSE RAIN DROPS FALL.
IT COULD BE SNOWIN', WHERE I'M GOIN', 
IT DOESN'T MATTER AT ALL.

TOO MUCH DRINKIN',
I'M STILL THINKIN',
OF THE LOVE WE HAD.
NOTHIN' FEELS QUITE THE SAME,
WHEN THINGS GO BAD.

IT DOESN'T MATTER, IF IT'S RAININ',
LET THOSE RAIN DROPS FALL.
IT COULD BE SNOWIN', WHERE I'M GOIN', 
IT DOESN'T MATTER AT ALL.

TOO MUCH DRINKIN',
I'M STILL THINKIN',
OF THE LOVE WE HAD.
EVERY DAYS THE SAME OLD SONG,
WHEN THINGS GO BAD.
WHEN THINGS GO BAD.
WHEN THINGS GO BAD.
WHEN THINGS GO ---------------- BAD