Greg Smyth

Lyrics

If you’ve got nothing good to say then keep it down
I hear you knocking my name all over town
When you go talking behind my back I’ve got to deal with that
You think you’re something, you’re not where it’s at

I told you once, I told you twice
I don’t want you in my life
I’m moving on to better days
I’m no slave to your wicked ways

I’ve got you breathing down my neck, you never let it go
You hate the feeling when you’re not in control
Attention seeking, shouting your mouth off as if you know
I keep believing you’ll reap what you sow

I told you once, I told you twice
I don’t want you in my life
I’m moving on to better days
I’m no slave to your wicked ways

I told you once
I told you twice
I don’t want
You in my life

I told you once, I told you twice
I don’t want you in my life
I’m moving on to better days
I’m no slave to your wicked ways

Your wicked ways
Your wicked ways
Your wicked ways