I give myself very good advice but I very seldom take it
I give myself my most solemn word but I fear I often break it

I don't know why it's so hard for me
To behave the way I should be

My mind says, "I am not listening"

I make myself very lofty goals but i very seldom keep them
And as for rewards from self-control, well, I fear I rarely reap them

It's all very well when I stop to think
But it all goes to hell when I'm on the brink

My mind says...

And all that advice, I've heard it before
I should be nice, reserved and demure
And if I hear a knock on the door
I should check twice just to be sure
And if there's a rabbit hole in the floor
I should stay put and not go explore