I see no light, Sun will grow dark
And all that evil whisper through me
Reached within my heart
And while my thoughts screaming to me
I know I'm wrong but I don't hear
The inner godly voice that tells me
To walk the line and to stand still

The Savior’s hand around my throat
Denied my devoted heart, blackening my soul
And our blessed King on his golden throne
Keeps saying to my broken spirit that I'm a good man gone wrong

All the ripped pages from where I was born
Thrown through the floor, keeps slipping right through the fingers of the Lord
Like the destruction coming down
I shout inside myself without a sound
With wicked wings of angels falling
That blinds my eyes to knock me down

The Jesus hands all around my throat
Denied my devoted heart and blackening my soul
Our blessed King on his golden throne
Keeps saying to my broken spirit that I'm a good man gone wrong
The fallen prince on his dark throne
Is celebrating on the flames cause I'm a good man gone wrong

I'm a good man gone wrong
I'm a good man gone wrong
I'm a good man gone wrong