some day i ll change my crooked ways and all the poisons in my veins will turn to endless streams of lemonade and i ll find that crime it doesn t pay and use the money that i stole to buy new homes for needy families i swear one day i ma change my crooked ways begging on my knees that i ll find the path that sets me straight and wakes me up from this bed of my decay yes it s safe to say i ve gone astray but some day i will change my crooked ways and i ll take this early grave i dug for me and fill it up six feet with dirt and seeds and watch it bloom a garden green then i ll turn every lie i told to you into a light to guide you through and on the other side you won t mind when you hear the truth i swear one day i ma change my crooked ways begging on my knees that i ll break these chains that seal my fate and wakes me up from this bed of my decay yes it s safe to say i ve gone astray but some day i will change my crooked ways change my crooked ways pack my troubled habits up and put em on a shelf shouting out a cry for help to save me from myself i ve spent a lifetime burning down the candle at both ends i gotta take a gamble on this chance to start again and so i swear one day i ma change my crooked ways begging on my knees that tomorrow doesn t mean too late to wake me up from this bed of my decay yes it s safe to say i ve gone astray but some day i will change my crooked ways change my crooked ways change my crooked ways
['acoustic punk', 'folk punk']