I fucked up again, it's all my fault
So turn me around and face the wall
And read me my rights and tell me I am wrong
Until it gets into my thick skull

A slap on the wrist
A stab in the back
Torture me, I've been a bad boy
Nail me to the cross and tell me you have won
I lost before I did any wrong

(Whoa-oh-oh)

I'm hexed with regrets and bad luck
So keep your distance, it's rubbing off
Or you will be damned to spend your life in hell
On Earth with me tangled at your feet
You finally met your nemesis
Disguised as your fatal long-lost love
So kiss it goodbye
Until death do we part
You fell for a jinx for crying out loud

I'm the curse hangin' around you
I'm the curse hangin' around you
I'm the curse hangin' around you
I'm the curse hangin' around you

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Billie Joe Armstrong, Frank Edwin Wright III, Mike Ryan Pritchard