I must have done something bad, sometime in my life And I paid for it time and again But this time you've hurt me so bad, I could lay down and die And the pain grows each day, ten times ten times ten If I thought my hand was against you, why I'd cut off my arm And I'd walk off and leave it behind If I thought that you needed money, why I'd sell my own soul And I'd even steal from the poor and the blind I can't understand how ice can glitter like fire Why you had me fooled all alone? I gave you all that I had then I searched around for more And now I've got nothing at all and you're gone I must have done something bad sometime in my life And I paid for it time and again and again But this time you've hurt me so bad, I could lay down and die And the pain grows each day, ten times ten times ten