© 2023 This is the story of a boy named Jack He hung up his glory and he never looked back Tortured and cornered, his stamina gone Facing the judges, he stood all alone I'd like to be, innocent me, innocent I, innocent lie Raking that money, fist over hand Something so funny in destroying a man He could have been violent, he could have been shocked He chose to be silent and let it all rot Crank up that music, kick up your heels Find it amusing to lose all appeals I'd like to be, innocent me, innocent I, innocent lie This is the story of a boy named Jack He hung up his glory and he never looked back