Garbage.
I tried hard to mend my wicked ways
Acted like a hedonist for years
Lord knows I try to be good
I'd take it all back if only I could
The picture just gets worse with everything I do
And I tried, and I tried
And I tried, and I tried
Hetty was like Sibyl Vane
Her innocence I did not stain
If nothing the portrait's worse
I learned too late it was a curse
I've done things I never would have done
Now I lose myself in opium
Three days and I know I'll be free
From that monster men call Memory
Basil's dead but that thought can still be numbed
And I tried, and I tried
And I tried, and I tried
And I tried, and I tried
And I tried, and I tried
Hetty was like Sibyl Vane
Her innocence I did not stain
If nothing the portrait's worse
I learned too late it was a curse
I killed innocence
Don't call it nonsense
You'll find my conscience
Behind that door
I tried hard to mend my wicked ways
The damage done, there's nothing left to save
And I tried, and I tried
And I tried, and I tried
And I tried, and I tried
And I tried
Hetty was like Sibyl Vane
(Just like my old love)
Her innocence I did not stain
(Nobody warned me)
If nothing the portrait's worse
(Just like my self-love)
I learned too late it was a curse
(Nobody warned me)
