Since I was a little kid nobody ever listened
Now they've gone and left me here with crazy inhibitions
Second-guessing everything and every little option
Now I live my life with madness and enormous caution
If I could have anything my little heart desired
I would have a love that never burns out or expires
I got tiny little devil horns that hold up faded halos
And they only grow when emotions rupture like volcanoes
Since I was a little kid
I've always felt imprisoned
Now that I am out my cage I still feel all the distance
Working to get all the gunk and all the nasty toxins
Now I live my life with sadness and a guilty conscience
If I could have anything my little heart desired
I would have a love that never burns out or expires
Sometimes I think I am cursed but sometimes it's a blessing
When I try to count them it can get a little messy
Am I seen as naughty or nice?
I think that's the question
And how many times until I truly learn my lesson?
