Well I spent a lot of money on the breakdown, honey

I did it just to say I did

I told you not to tell it, but you always get so jealous

And you couldn’t keep it under your lid

I’m questioning your virtue

Not to hurt you, darling

But how else would I know your mine?

'til you take all the abuses, wrap them up in good excuses

And look for a clocktower to climb

Bang Bang!

Oh well, well

Ol’ Odie clings to sheets, the celebration started with a kick in the teeth

He's wrapped in filthy bedding and having dreams of building seven

Thinking "man, oh man, it’s good to be me"

Oh well well

Ol’ Odie asks for a beating, Ol’ Odie sits on his hands

Odie climbs the mountain crying “Me for Student Council!”

Just a little more involved than he planned

Hey yea!

I wanna know your name!

[Scattered Voices as Instrumental Softens]

But you gotta hold your head

For you are no good to me dead

Love, I require even beatings of your heart

But if you wanna roll your eyes

Glued at the sun up in the sky

For we all look so much better in the dark