I could have been an artist

But I decided to sleep

I could have been the smartest

But I am too lazy

I used to be a Marxist

Now I laugh cynically

A man that is heartless

It’s just evil me

“Why do you work there?”

I’m sick of answering

I might be polluting the air

But it’s right down the street

The walk there always soaks my hair

Leaves wet socks on my feet

Can I get the electric chair?

No, too good for evil me

Well you could have done anything you wanted to

Now you’re stuck in a small town with nothing to do

So you stay up late drinking, smoking, sniffing glue

And wake up every morning with the stomach flu

I’m sick of seeing nothing in my rearview

Watching TV, just repeats, no debuts

But no one’s there to come to my rescue

It’s what I deserve for being evil to you

It looks like we’ve reached the dead end

I’ve got no tricks up my sleeve

Always thought I’d be prepared

But I’m no longer naive

It’s become too much to bear

And so I grit my teeth

I tend to hurt the ones that care

Because I’m evil me

Well you could have done anything you wanted to

Now you’re stuck in a small town with nothing to do

So you stay up late drinking, smoking, sniffing glue

And wake up every morning with the stomach flu

I’m sick of seeing nothing in my rearview

Watching TV, just repeats, no debuts

But no one’s there to come to my rescue

It’s what I deserve for being evil to you

Evil to you

Evil to you

Evil to you