Sittin' sippin' sorrow It's gone straight to my head I say the pain shall come and it shall go a friend once said You ain't livin' for no God, no You be livin' for the dollar sign I say a frown upon your maker's face you shall find So, oh, so much wrong You have tried, oh yeah I waited far, lord, far too long, yeah Chorus: Talking about your Evil Ways And the pen that wrote this song I'm talking about your Evil Ways And the pen that wrote this song Wanting to know nothing Living through a child's eyes A smile comes upon your face as I break and cry Well, nothing seems to matter In the end what are you doin' it for? To see the trail of twisted broken souls across the floor So, oh, so much wrong, yeah You've done tried, oh yeah I waited far, Lord, I waited far too long, yeah Chorus