So everyone’s talking about the psycho chick they’ve loved
I’ve loved one too but it wasn’t she who was insane
‘Twas me my friend I was head over heels
Over head over heels over heels over head.
In love I smelled the flowers in the warm breeze
I was picturing us lying on blankets so soft
Laughing while I played with her hair
Oh this is too soppy to bear.
So I’ll get to the bottom line,
She rejected me and the world lost its shine.
But not really ‘cos then I realized
I loved her more for the way she made me feel
Not for who she was inside.
I loved her selfishly
Selfishly did I adore
That psycho chick did not need an encore.
She needed a total bore
A bore who would love her for who she was to the core.
But she had beautiful eyes
And if I still met her once in a while
Under her spell I may fall once again a prisoner
To go starry eyed
To feel the magic again, soaking up my spine.