What have you done to me? 
Charm and misery 
Rhyme and reason all gone away 
There's no defenses against your trickery 
Except to bolt [bad word] away 
I wish I had an alter-ego I could send to sort you out 
What have you done to me? What's the damage? 
Smashing windows in my house 
But I am passing the rocks and slingshots you are using for the crime 
What have you done to me? You washed my head out 
These thoughts were never mine 
Never mine 

You wicked girl, what have you done to me 
With your razor-mouth 
And your twisted mind 
Oh, you wicked girl, what have you done to me 
With your razor-mouth 
And your twisted mind