Oh, she's sweet but a psycho. A little bit psycho. At night she's screamin'. "I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind". Oh, she's hot but a psycho. So left but she's right though. At night she's screamin'. "I'm-ma-m
Light 'em up, light 'em up. Tell me where you are, tell me where you are. The summer nights, the bright lights. And the shooting stars, they break my heart. I'm calling you now, but you're not pickin'