Color my world all black and blue

The hell you dish out

Comes back three-fold to you

Inside your riddled rotten core

I hope you get what you deserve

Worse and even more

How can you do the things you do?

You make Satan look like Christ

I swear its true

How could you do the things you do?

The Rolling Stones once sang a tune

Singing words of sympathy

Yet none were sung for you

If the lord of darkness seen you comin' his way

He'd get on his knees

And look to Jesus

And start to pray