You should call me tonight While you're sleeping So I can talk to All of your 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 kinda crazy But I got no way to run And he tells me what to do He wants me to kill you And I really think I might Because Heather, I hate you (Ooh)