Bad decisions, aftermaths and unmade beds
 I've plastered over cracks and tried to mend what I can
 But to you I'm still a wicked man

 Well my CV reads a long list of unrights and some wrongs
 I could explain but it would take me way too long
 My wife is a robot, my baby's cot
 Is a heavy-metal parking lot

 [ ? ]
 I try like a saint but I [ ? ]
 I even sold my soul for a [ ? ]
 I'll only [ ? ] I am told

 I'm a wicked man, I get what I deserve
 Cos I'm a wicked man, a wicked man
 A wicked man, nurse, it's getting worse
 You've got to, got to, got to, got to
 Help me

 Well, I've lied to myself so much I believe it's true
 But all the hidden secrets, you already knew
 And all the unexplained that tore us apart
 To them I'm just a tart with a heart

 I'm a wicked man, I get what I deserve
 Cos I'm a wicked man, wicked man
 A wicked man, nurse, it's getting worse
 You've got to, got to, got to, got to
 Help me

 My CV is a long list of mistakes and regrets
 I bruise to remember, I drink to forget
 I've plastered over cracks but you don't understand
 To you I'm still a wicked man
 To you I'm still a wicked man
 To you I'm still a wicked man