I Got It Bad (And That Ain't Good)

Oh, she don't love me like I love her
Nobody could

Nobody could

Now when the weekend's over
Just crying my heart out
And Monday rolls around
When the weekend's over
I end up like start out
'Cause I got it bad, and that ain't good
I got it bad and that ain't good

I end up like I start out
She don't love me like I love her
And it's not made of wood
My poor heart is so sentimental
Now, I got it bad and that ain't good
Monday rolls around
Just crying