Lyrics: Michael Penn. Bad Sign.

Now that we're alone;
Trouble, baby, doesn't always come in threes.
I had a hunch the fight was thrown,
But what's it going to take to get me to my knees?

It's a bad sign
When I'm just marking timea?¦
A bad sign,
Hoping will be fine.
A bad sign.
When I think this way
It's a bad sign.

Been staring at a wall for days.
Can't hold a position I will not reverse.
The paper prints a simple phrase
But all I see are ciphers in iambic verse.

It's a bad sign
When I'm just marking timea??
A bad sign,
Hoping will be fine.
A bad sign
When I think this way.
It's a bad sign.

I hear a far off sound

It's kinda like a battleground.
Hey, something's going dangerously wrong.
"Evacuate the premises
And take what you can carry" says
A voice that sounds an awful lot like it's for real
But it's not.

It's a bad sign
When I'm just marking time,
A bad sign
Hoping will be fine,
A bad sign.
When I think this way.
It's a bad sign.
When I'm just marking time,
A bad sign
Hoping will be fine,
A bad sign.
When I think this way.
It's a bad sign.