Though folks with good intentions
Tell me to save my tears
Well, I'm so mad about him
I can't live without him
Never treats me
Sweet and gentle
The way he should
I've got it, bad and that ain't good
And when the weekend's over
And Monday rolls around
I end up like I start out
Just crying my heart out
He don't love me
Like I love him
No, nobody could
I've got it, bad and that ain't good
Lord above me
Make him love me
The way he should
I got it, bad and that ain't good