How old are you?
I'm older than you'll ever be
I've been dead a thousand years
And lived only two or three
I don't mind telling you
My life was ended by your hand
The kind of murder where nobody dies
But I don't suppose you'd understand
(Call off the search. We've found her)

If I am Lolita
Then you are a criminal
And you should be killed
By an army of little girls
The law won't arrest you
The world won't detest you
You never did anything
Any man wouldn't do

I'm Gothic Lolita
And you are a criminal
I'm not even legal
I'm just a dead little girl
 [bad word] and laces
And candy sweet faces
Directed your furtive hand
I perfectly understand

So it's my fault?
No. Gothic Lolita

Thank you, kind sirs
You've made me what I am today
bundle of broken nerves
mouth full of words
I'm still afraid to say
I don't mind telling you
Now that I'm old enough to love
I couldn't begin to
Even if my pretty life depended on it

And funny thing, it does
(Call off the search. We've found her)

If I am Lolita
Then you are a criminal
And you should be killed by an army of little girls
The law won't arrest you
The world won't detest you
You never did anything any man wouldn't do

I'm Gothic Lolita
And you are a criminal
I'm not even legal
I'm just a dead little girl
 [bad word] and laces
And candy sweet faces
Directed your furtive hand
I perfectly understand

So it's my fault?
No. Gothic Lolita

I am your sugar
I am your cream
I am your anti-American dream

I am your sugar
I am your cream
I am your anti-American dream

I am your sugar
I am your cream
I am your anti-American dream

I am you sugar
I am your cream
I am your worst nightmare
Now scream
(Call off the search. We've found her)

If I am Lolita
Then you are a criminal
And you should be killed by an army of little girls
The law won't arrest you
The world won't detest you
You never did anything
Any man wouldn't do

I'm Gothic Lolita
And you are a criminal
I'm not even legal
I'm just a dead little girl
 [bad word] and laces
And candy sweet faces
Directed your furtive hand
I perfectly understand

So it's my fault?
No. Gothic Lolita