Lyrics:

You know, I think you got the wrong impression about me
I think in all fairness
I should explain to you exactly what it is I do
For instance tomorrow morning I'll get up nice and early
Take a walk down over to the bank
Walk in and see ya and uh
If you don't have my money for me I'll
Crack your fuckin' head wide open in front of everybody in the bank
And just about the time I'm coming outta jail
Hopefully you'll be coming outta your coma
And guess what, I'll split your fuckin' head open again
Breaking, this breaking up is hard to take
No more apologies to say
The bottom dropped, you tried to change me
It didn't work, it's time to carry on
Anger, my temper made you so afraid
Final decisions have been made
You've gone ahead found a new shoulder to cry upon
I was the last to know
And the worst man won
I've already apologized one hundred times (and the worst man won)
Can you see the pain in my eyes
Take a long hard look (the worst man won)
Should have noticed from the start
How do you mend a broken heart
And now I know the worst man won