Personal Hell 가사

In another life of mine, I knew a man He'd lie on his old lady 'bout as quick as he can Depending on the way he would stutter and slur His infidelity to her would never occur Some to, but to somebody that knew him well That was his personal hell, yeah, that's a personal hell He's finally perfect, he's perfectly fine But he hurts sometimes, he hurts sometimes I know, oh, oh, I know Hurts sometimes, oh, he hurts sometimes Hurts sometimes, I know Need a body buried, he's the guy you should call But if he got away with murder, did he murder at all? He wasn't evil, never motivated by greed He'd always tell himself he had a family to feed He came with twenty grand on illegitimate checks It was his personal best, yeah, that's a personal best He's finally perfect, he's perfectly fine But he hurts sometimes, hurts sometimes I know, oh, oh, I know Hurts sometimes, oh, he hurts sometimes Yeah, he hurts sometimes, I know He left it all behind, then he came out west He never spoke of the past, he kept it close to his chest Tried to leave the country, but his visa declined So he expedited postage on a Serbian bride Sleeping in a hammock or a federal cell It's all his personal hell, it's all his personal hell Is he finally perfect or just perfectly fine? Does he hurt sometimes? Does he still hurt sometimes? I don't know Go, keep going Hurts sometimes, hurts sometimes, hurts sometimes Does he hurt sometimes? Hurts sometimes, hurts sometimes Does he hurt sometimes? I know