You should call me tonight 
While you are sleeping 
So I can talk to 
All of you dreams 
And they'll tell me what to do 
When I'm alone with you 
Cause I really do not understand 
What the fuck is wrong with you 
I've been crazy for this boy 
I really like his gun 
I think he's kind of crazy 
But I've got nowhere to run 
Cause he tells me what to do 
And he wants me to kill you 
And I really think I might 
Because Heather I hate you