AGAINST MY BETTER JUDGEMENT
© Words and Music:
Wake Eastman/ Donna Aylor

You’re like that candy bar I never paid for
But I stole it anyway
You’re like that Everclear I drank in ninth grade
I was sick for days

Climb:
You’d think I’d learn but I never did
I’m still looking for trouble like when I was a kid

CHORUS
AGAINST MY BETTER JUDGEMENT
I KEEP RUNNING BACK TO YOU
HELL BENT FOR A HEARTACHE
WINDING UP A LOVE BROKE FOOL
THE LORD MISSED ME WHEN HE WAS PASSING OUT GOOD SENSE
BUT HERE I GO AGAINST MY BETTER JUDGEMENT

I’m knocking on your door hoping you’re alone
Cuz Baby I need your kiss
You’re like that two pack habit
That I just can’t seem to kick

Climb:
I’m strung out on you and I can’t let go
Cuz one night you’re hot the next day you’re cold

CHORUS II
AGAINST MY BETTER JUDGEMENT
I KEEP RUNNING BACK TO YOU
HELL BENT FOR A HEARTACHE
WINDING UP A LOVE BROKE FOOL
Yeah DADDY ALWAYS SAID I AIN’T HAD A LICK OF SENSE”
AND HERE I GO…..AGAINST MY BETTER JUDGEMENT

BRIDGE
And there go my boots underneath your bed
And I’m hanging my hopes on THOSE sweet words you just said

REPEAT CHORUS II