Moral, religion, sex and outrage can be twisted to your neednnCraving for recognition, casting your dirty seednnA goddamned damned constructional fault this body that you are innnLooking for dedication with a sleazy endingnnnnPretend to believe in perfection, the opposite you will getnnWhy do your mistakes end up in your bednnWild lifestyle makes your heart beat? So why don't you fuckin' die!nnI'd forget your filthy ass within the blink of an eyennnnAll those rules -- right or wrongnnNone but fools -- gone is gonennnnCan't reverse your lifennPaybacknnRegret your stylennPaybacknnIt's payback timennCan't reverse your lifennPaybacknnConfess your sinsnnPaybacknnIt's payback timennnnSalvation is a frame of mind and as fake as your looknnBehind all those compulsions hides a base crocknnThe pressure of this system dictates moral and fuckin' liesnnCowards hide behind fateful fatal tiesnnnnAll those rules -- right or wrongnnNone but fools -- gone is gonennnnCan't reverse your lifennPaybacknnRegret your stylennPaybacknnIt's payback timennCan't reverse your lifennPaybacknnConfess your sinsnnPaybacknnIt's payback timennnnSinner or saintnnHarlot or friarnnI beg to differnnSo who's the liarnnnnCan't reverse your lifennPaybacknnRegret your stylennPaybacknnIt's payback timennCan't reverse your lifennPaybacknnConfess your sinsnnPaybacknnIt's payback time