| Tulsa, Oklahoma, 1995 |
| They all said what a blessing, I had arrived |
| But I was born with a curse |
| In a perfect suburb, and it only got worse (Oh) |
| I was drawn to the dark with the Devil’s mark |
| I was doomed from the start |
| I wanna be cool, tried to be wild |
| Everyone said I was a gifted child |
| Punctured my skin, pulled me apart |
| Guess I was doomed, I was doomed from the start |
| Wednesdays, I had church |
| I prayed I’d make a friend (Mmm) |
| If I knew what he could do |
| I would’ve never gone in |
| If only I knew then 'cause |
| I was born with a curse |
| In a perfect suburb, and it only got worse (Oh) |
| I was drawn to the dark with the Devil’s mark |
| I was doomed from the start |
| I wanna be cool, tried to be wild |
| Everyone said I was a gifted child |
| Punctured my skin, pulled me apart |
| Guess I was doomed, I was doomed from the start |
| I wanna be cool, tried to be wild |
| Everyone said I was a gifted child |
| Punctured my skin, pulled me apart |
| Guess I was doomed, I was doomed from the start |