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