Here I am up on a stand again

I can hear the gavel slammin'

In my head.

But the worst punishment

Is to live with my guilt

Don't need more from you.

Who knows?

Why I did it baby

I've been told a thousand times

That I'm just fucking crazy

Who knows?

It's the way god made me

And I've been told a thousand times

That I'm just fucking crazy.

Would I take it back now, if I could?

How are we to separate the

Bad from the good, oh...

In the moment I did

What my instincts wanted

Without my control.

Who knows?

Why I did it baby

I've been told a thousand times

That I'm just fucking crazy

Who knows?

It's the way god made me

And I've been told a thousand times

That I'm just fucking crazy.