You cleaned off the bloody dagger
Zipped up your own body bag
And traced the outline of our love
Used up all the chalk you had
Now I'm back and big surprise
Like clockwork and the midnight chime
To see if you'll forgive me
Though you know inside

I'm not good for you
I'm not good for you (ah)
I'm not good for you
I'm not good for you
I'm not good for you

Picking up where we left off
You said I'm like a smoker's cough
And just about each time, you tell yourself
That you swore off the sauce
I end up back in your lungs
You end up back on my tongue
What are we supposed to do?
I know it's true

I'm not good for you
I'm not good for you (ah)
I'm not good for you
I'm not good for you
I'm not good for you