It’s a wicked life, isn’t it? That’s how you really feel, isn’t it? You’d like a different life, wouldn’t you? Everything in place It’s a wicked life, isn’t it? Filled with good and bad, haves and hads
I don’t blame you, william Flesh and bone, just like everyone I don’t blame you, william How could you have known? Just like everyone
It’s a wicked life, isn’t it? But the scales were tipped long before you Shoulders weren’t meant to hold You were made to be crushed, made to believe in love You were built to break
