Everybody is talking about the girl
Who went and killed the delivery man,
But she looks so kind and gentle
It just doesn't stand to reason.
I saw her right there just the other night
As stately as a slot machine,
But when she looked my way something mad
As [bad word] came over me.

Anesthesia, Mona Lisa, I've got a little gun, [bad word] oblivion.
I never loved you, how did you find me?
The cops will never [bad word] now.
Anna...... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
All good children go to heaven!

I remember your face that August night
When we lied about the beautiful time [bad word] 
And that crazy old man who came much to late
And caused a chain reaction.
I've been hanging out there for eleven long years
like a church mouse wondering where the cat has gone,
And looking at you now
Is driving me to distraction.

Anesthesia, Mona Lisa, I've got a little gun, [bad word] oblivion.
I never loved you, how did you find me?
The cops will never [bad word] now.
Anna...... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
All good children go to heaven!

I never loved you!