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