What did I do,
to deserve that fear coming true, (ooh)
that fear coming true,
Did I say too many things
in rage to friends, to lovers to family?
Did I cause them pain at any stage?
None of it was meant intentionally,
Did the powers that be look down on me and think
we'll balance him out by taking away the one thing we know he can't live without?
What did I do,
to deserve that fear coming true, (ooh)
that fear coming true,
Now I face up to losing you
One thing I thought I'd never have to do,
and still
I stare at people walking in the street
and think that some must have done worse than me
Those who greet their wives with booted feet
or those who steal from the elderly
Why couldn't this hand be dealt to them (in an eye for an eye)
Rather than giving me this
I cannot understand no matter how hard I try?
But life is not a case of doing good and good will come,
The blackest thoughts can reap rewards
when black deeds have been done
No one can predict which fan this type of shit will hit
This was not the piece of the puzzle that was designed to fit