Weighed and found wantingnSpelled out on each wallnMy name is on your listnI won't get away with thisnThere's blood on my handsnThere's blood on your facenThrow me into the wellnI'm as guilty as hellnnLost and found againnI'm found and still lostnGet me off of your listnI'm not cut out for thisnGuilty is written all over my facenCast me into the wavesnSend me one of your whalesnnI am on the verge of a bankruptcynWhat is it that you could possibly want from menAnd what is it that you give me credit fornI've got nothing here that's not already yoursnnWeighed and found wantingnSpelled out on each wallnYour word against my fistnI'm not cut out thisnnGuilty is written all over my facenPull me out of the lakenNow my faith is on the wanennI am on the verge of a bankruptcynWhat is it that you could possibly want from menAnd what is it that you give me credit fornI've got nothing here that's not already yoursnnFor me ten othersnTen others for menTake my seatnIt's freenLet this cup pass me