Bad Way (Acoustic)

Your poppa never taught you how to pray Your momma taught you to throw hand grenades I'm a knocking at your back door Open up baby we need to talk some more Your pappy never taught you how to pray Your momma taught you to throw hand grenades Can't you see You got me in a bad way Yea, in a bad way You took me for a ride on your time machine We went back to 1533 You introduced me to your knights of old And your Queen Mom and her palace of gold You give me a ride on your time machine We went back to 1533 Now your telling me We're out of gasoline Yea, out of gasoline Oh, can't you see That I I am All you need You showed me your vampire fangs Yea, they hurt a little but I didn't complain Then you jumped on your aero-plane Flew back to your rainy Spain You showed me Your vampire fangs They hurt a little but I didn't complain Can't you see You got me in a bad way Yea, in a bad way Oh, oh, oh I guess I finally see That you You're not What I really need