this madness is tearing me apart
i can't much more
before i explode
i'm gun to your head
i'll this here
i let you die now
it will my insanity
it clears things up a bit
and then maybe i'll think clearly
once again
i'll leave you here
on the floor
till someone comes to sweep you up
they can clean this up
i don't want to waste my time
picking up worthless trash
when im sad, feeling blue, your so rad, needing you, when im down, you come through, dont you frown, ive got you
there are lots of boys around, the special ones are very rare, we've been looking all around.
you birng us very special joy, just like a bumble bee, with your special glee.