| My hand is shaking like an old mans hand
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| I’m trying to keep it still
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| I’m so dead angry my tears come out as steam
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| And yet I wonder if the blame’s on me
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| And I try so hard
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| Not to hate you now
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| Not to break you now
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| But I swear to God, that you’re no good
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| You keep telling me, how I’m bound to loose
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| And maybe that might be so
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| But I never tried to make you look bad
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| Just out of lack of self control
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| You’re a fire burning out too slow
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| More than that, I just don’t know
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| But I swear to God, that you’re no good
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| It’s just the evil in me, I suppose
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| Before I know it I just go off
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| It’s just the evil in me, I suppose
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| Before I know it I just go off
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| You’re a fire burning out too slow
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| More than that, I just don’t know
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| But I swear to God, that you’re no good |