I took a bite of that apple I felt no shame I snuck a peek at your playing cards And I, won the game I took an oath at the deposition But I'm lying about it anyway Is this thing on? Is this thing on? Why should any other care about what I've done wrong? I hate to call the cash from your wallet (I'm a terrible man) I wasted every cent (You know it's true) I drank your very last can of beer And then I, blamed a friend I set fire to every bridge in this town And later I'll just repent Is this thing on? Is this thing on? Why should any other care about what I've done wrong? Is this thing on? Is this thing on? Why should any other care about what I've done wrong? Why should any other care about what I've done wrong?