Roll of the dice

Slip of the tongue

I was stirring up the hornet's nest

It finally got me stung

Whoa Oh Whoa Oh

Said I'd do the right thing

But the wrong was done

It's over, exuse my grammer

But the fat lady's sung

Whoa Oh, Whoa Oh



And I wish I was Michael J Fox

I'd visit the past

Then go back to the future (Hello McFly)



Well I don't know

What went throught my head

Was my concious shot

Was it left for dead

I said I'm sorry

But no one heard

Cause actions, actions, actions

Actions speak louder than words.



I think I made God angry,

yeah I'm sure that He's irate.

I just hope my remorese was not too little too late.

I gave Him my track record He gave me a clean slate.

I'm forgiven and I'm livin' with no sin on my plate.