Shes eccentric-theres no doubt From art school she is a dropout I love her more than you'll ever know I'de kill for her if she wanted me to
Everyone gives her a second look The Stranger is her favorite book A psycho secretary's how she dresses Clunky shoes and librarian glasses
Our love is deranged-ART SCHOOL DROPOUT A dangerous game-ART SCHOOL DROPOUT Im under your spell-ART SCHOOL DROPOUT Lead me to hell
She is talented but very strange The meaning of life shes rearranged Her childhood was very Kafkaesque Now shes clinically dedpressed
Her sex lifes on the kinky She takes me on the wildest rides Gets me higher than the sickest drugs Thats the funny thing about our twisted love
----- Now were plotting a murder Wants to get rid of her father Is this a game or is it real Does she really think that ill be able to kill
Youre pushing me to the edge Does it have to end with someone dead I cant tell if your playing roles Just acting out one of your poems Maybe its an elaborate game To make our lives seem less mundane Maybe your writing a movie script You want to know what makes you charachters tick
All my friends they ask me why Cant I kiss her once goodbye Turn and run the other way To live to see another day You see I know what love is like Im trapped when Im in her sights Ide die for her quite happily You know that she wouldnt do the same for me