I was a good boy
I was a good boy
I did things just right
I was a good boy
I was a good boy
I tried and I never faltered
And even though I sometimes felt like
I was pretending, I did fine
So I put on the
And I carried the bottle and the wine
I was a big man
I was a big man
I knew everything
I was a big man
I was a big man
I saw god and thought I was
And even though I sometimes felt like
I was descending, never fell
And I played with the powders
And I picked up the bottle and the bell
I was a victim
I was a victim
Of my own desire
I was a victim
I was a victim
I said "Yes," and thought I knew best
And even though you tried to stop me
I still refused to see your side
So I picked up the nickel
And I picked up the lighter and I died
