The last thing I heard were her last words
Then the razor cut a red line
The last thing I heard were her last words
Then the razor cut a red line down each wrist
A letter arrived somebody cried
Tried to find something like a reason why
Bad news
Bad news
Bad news
Bad news travels fast
The word out on the street's you've been a bad little boy
Well all the things you do they're gonna catch up to you
Bad news
Bad news
Bad news
Bad news travels fast
A letter arrived somebody cried
'Cause there ain't nowhere to hide
From bad news
Bad news
Bad news travels fast