I’m a freak and a half with a devious mind,
With a loaded gun inside my pants,
With a piercing look and a sinister smile,
With a misshaped body and an ugly face.
I chew my knowledge and get my grades,
I devise my failure and don’t get girls.
My imagination has gone into plaid
Since it’s the only thing I do that actually works.
And tonight you’ll fall the victim of my thought crime
Cause I can’t stop this twisted trend.
My fantasies are working better for me
Than my attempts with every girl so far,
So I dive into the story that makes me feel so right –
We cheat on your boyfriend,
We steal all his money,
We take his car
And drive away into the endless night.
The next morning I wake up to face
My voice of conscience, stained and strained,
It traded its warm and soothing embrace
For torturer's tools and shackles of shame.
But the sun goes out, spilling its last beam
And I break free from the asylum inside
To sleep in my corner with the dream I weave –
I’m a freak with no leash and a devious mind.
And tonight I’ll fall the victim of my thought crime
Cause I can’t stop this maniacal trend.
My fantasies are working better for me
Than my attempts with you were so far,
So I dive into the story that makes me feel so right –
We cheat on your boyfriend,
We steal all his money,
We take his car
And drive away on a moonlit road into the endless night.