I ain't no super boy   I ain't no yankee son   I ain't what you've been lookin' for   I ain't your chosen one      I got no one to throw this at   For to blame myself   For comin' home with my flask in hand   Now full of fiery hell      This is my confessionary hymn      I cannot save you my wretched soul   You got this thing all wrong   Lying here on my jail cell bed   Has got me etching down this song      How could a man such as I   Kill a man like him   Without a second thought of mine      I love my wife well, too damn much   to see her with a man of his kind      This is my confessionary hymn      la da da da, la da da da la da da   la da da da, la da da da la da da      Well I ain't no super boy   I ain't no yankee son   I ain't what you've been looking for   I ain't your chosen one      Well my day is close   Its my fault i suppose   I got that man's blood on my hands      So light your fires, my dear   Is it course (?)   This is the day my pain will end      This is my confessionary hymn      la da da da, la da da da la da da   la da da da, la da da da la da da      Don't you cry my angel, at me   Soon as blood   Please go on and forget my fate   Forget my love      Just lay me down in my mother's   For this sin   When you pass there upon my grave   Don't forget my confessionary hymn      la da da da, la da da da la da da   la da da da, la da da da la da da