I never was an honest man!
I never was an honest man!
I never was an honest man!
I never was! I never was!
If truth was a woman
Then maybe I'd try her
Cause I guess being honest
Only made me a liar
I just pray to God
That history will wipe me out
My way of coping.
That's what it's all about
So if you wanna
Be force-fed true depression
Why don't you f*****' gag
On my bitter erection
And if you wanna see life
Through the eyes of the dying
Please take mine,
Because I'm way past crying
I was born a dying man
That's how I wrote
"Dead mans hand"
When hell is the promised land
Why waste time with a master plan
If hope was a woman
Then maybe I'd try her
Cause I know being happy
Only makes me a liar
I just pray to God
That history will wipe me out
My way of coping.
That's what it's all about
So if you wanna
Be force-fed true depression
Why don't you f*****' gag
On my bitter erection
And if you wanna see life
Through the eyes of the dying
Please take mine,
Because I'm way past crying
I've always known that I would die
I've always known that I would die
I've always known that I would die
That's why these eyes are always dry
If God was a w****
Then maybe I'd buy her
But I know believing
Will only make me a liar
I just pray to God
That history will wipe me out
My way of coping.
That's what it's all about
I never was an honest man!
I never was an honest man!
I never was! I never was!
If truth was a woman
Then maybe I'd try her
Cause I guess being honest
Only made me a liar
I just pray to God
That history will wipe me out
My way of coping.
That's what it's all about
So if you wanna
Be force-fed true depression
Why don't you f*****' gag
On my bitter erection
And if you wanna see life
Through the eyes of the dying
Please take mine,
Because I'm way past crying
I was born a dying man
That's how I wrote
"Dead mans hand"
When hell is the promised land
Why waste time with a master plan
If hope was a woman
Then maybe I'd try her
Cause I know being happy
Only makes me a liar
I just pray to God
That history will wipe me out
My way of coping.
That's what it's all about
So if you wanna
Be force-fed true depression
Why don't you f*****' gag
On my bitter erection
And if you wanna see life
Through the eyes of the dying
Please take mine,
Because I'm way past crying
I've always known that I would die
I've always known that I would die
I've always known that I would die
That's why these eyes are always dry
If God was a w****
Then maybe I'd buy her
But I know believing
Will only make me a liar
I just pray to God
That history will wipe me out
My way of coping.
That's what it's all about