Ooo – at the end of the story 
The boy goes down in flames 
Oh why – why should I worry? 
‘cause I know I can change 

It’s like a bad dream 
I see you in her eyes 
Every time we touch a bit of me dies 
I know it’s all wrong 
How did I [bad word] so mean? 
Middle of the night [bad word] into my room 
You get into my head 
You crawl into ny bed 
She’s lying there asleep 
So innocent and sweet 
I know it’s all wrong 

So why do I do what I do? 
I never meant to be [bad word] 
How do I start a new dawn without you? 
I wanna hear a new sound 
I wanna play a new round 

Ooo – at the end of the story 
The boy goes down in flames 
Oh why – why should I worry? 
‘cause I know I can change 

You’ve taken over me 
I want you but I plead 
Guilty for the fact she’s caught up in between 
Reality, the dream, the [bad word]  the lie 
The good and obscene 
But the shame aims at me like a gun 
I wish I could escape but there’s nowhere [bad word] 
And all these bitter lies 
They can never be undone 
Can’t look her in the eyes 

And I’ll do anything to be there 
I want you out of my head