I've found at the end, it's all my fault So turn me around and face the world And read me my rights and tell me I am one Until it gets into my big skull I'd slap on the wrist and stab in the back Torture me right there at that point Mail him to the cross and tell me I have won I laughed before I didn't hear wrong I've found at the end, it's all my fault So turn me around and face the world And read me my rights and tell me I am one Until it gets into my big skull I'd slap on the wrist and stab in the back Torture me right there at that point Mail him to the cross and tell me I have won I laughed before I didn't hear wrong