It's a wicked life
 Isn't it?
 That's how you really feel
 Isn't it?
 You'd like a different life?
 Wouldn't you?
 Everything in place
 It's a wicked life
 Isn't it
 Filled with good and bad
 Hats in hand
 I don't blame you, William
 Flesh and bone
 Just like everyone
 How could you have known?
 Just like everyone
 It's wicked life
 Isn't it?
 But the scales were tipped long before you
 Shoulders weren't meant to hold
 Shoulders weren't meant to hold
 You were made to be crushed
 Made to believe in love
 You were built to break
 An army of imperfect animals
 An army of imperfect animals
 An army of imperfect animals
 An army of imperfect animals
 All teeth, no hope