"Too Bad You're No Good" lyrics - TRISHA YEARWOOD

Sittin' here thinkin'
'Bout you and me
It's a cryin' shame
'Cause it's plain to see

You make me love you so bad
You make me love you so bad
You make me love you so bad
Too bad you're no good

You smile like an angel
Lie like a rug
You wouldn't change if you could
'Cause it's in your blood

You make me love you so bad
You make me love you so bad
You make me love you so bad
Too bad you're no good

Midnight knockin'
You're droppin'
Around trash talkin'
And stalkin' me down

Better watch out
When you play that game
I got a thirty-eight special
On a forty-five frame

Call the preacher
Call the police
With a man like you
It's famine or feast

You make me love you so bad
You make me love you so bad
You make me love you so bad
Too bad you're no good

Well, I talked to your mother
She knows I tried
I talked to your brother
He was on my side

But the hardest thing
To comprehend
Is if I had it to do over
I'd do it again

Oh call the preacher
Call the police
With a man like you
It's famine or feast

You make me love you so bad, bad, bad
Too bad you're no good