I've tried, and tried for days
The crime of it always pays
Still the tight knot always frays
I just can't seem to change my wicked ways

Men of wisdom, good book says
Wake up with the dogs you lay
Chewing off your arm to get away
And still stuck to these wicked ways

I've lost remembered days
Such things have lead my eyes astray
Crush to dust all in my way
Just can't seem to bleach these wicked stains

As I know I should refrain
Tied and taken, used and drained
But it's what calls to this frame
I run to wicked ways, once again
I just can't seem to change my wicked ways