Someone taught you wrong, kid You've been harping on About a world where only killers get ahead You're still listening to that thing under your bed Now, I made my house a home A shelter from the storm But no man has ever made it alone Only the fakers and the cheats will tell you so
They say you got to be cutthroat, a thief A life so cowardly
I'll never be, I'll never be I'll never be, I'll never be
Someone taught you wrong, kid Done it that way so long Got this whole thing turned upside down on its head Still listening to that thing under your bed And it won't stop until it's fed
You're a knockoff, facsimile Imitation, copy
I'll never be, I'll never be I'll never be, I'll never be
Someone taught you wrong, kid Someone taught you wrong Someone taught you wrong, kid Someone taught you wrong