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
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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