My will has never been good
I always have a devil on my shoulder
Telling me things to say and do

I want to be kind
But rather would sit on a mountaintop
Judging you

I am so vain
The world is vain
I look into the mirror
And see horns behind my back

I want to love
But insist on hate
The world is full of hate
And I have become of the world

I want to be considerate
But am a selfish man
I would think of myself
Before I would give anything to you

The world is full of hate
And I have become of the world
Might as well join everyone
Before I'm left dying at dawn