And no one liked it when you said That when you die you're really dead Those people laughed and
So you left that stupid scene And you made your way back home Now you're crying With your head on the telephone
Is this love of ours a lie?
Is it killing me alive?
Is this love of ours a lie?
Is it chemically derived to ascertain
And sequester the pain
Is this love of ours a lie?
What if I'm nothing but a cardiac-arresting sweetheart
A half run-over cat left in the street
And you're the maggot craving
Rotten flesh left outside in the heat
Could it be me that got myself in this condition
What can I do to stop all these hallucinations
Maybe its because of a stupid superstition
But sooner or later I'll just sigh & explode - sigh & explode
My head's going round and round
I'm getting very dizzy can't keep up with this noise
My feet swept off the ground better pick myself up before I drown
My head's going round and round better pick myself up
Sigh & explode