Текст песни Woe to Me - Dirt Poor Robins

How crooked her hands
How twisted my thoughts
How could I take the stand?
I'm a fraud who'll be caught

For all that I've said
And all I've done
Was worthless at best
And worse it did harm

When I gave my all
For everyone else
I can see in the end
It was all for myself

Woe to me woe to me
My guilt is unfurled
By all I've done in this world

Woe to me woe to me
Whatever I get
I deserve nothing less

If there is a way
To pay back this cost
It is out of my hands
And firmly in god's