Well I spent a lot of money on the breakdown, honey
I did it just to say I did
I told you not to tell it, but you always get so jealous
And you couldn’t keep it under your lid

I’m questioning your virtue
Not to hurt you, darling
But how else would I know your mine?
'til you take all the abuses, wrap them up in good excuses
And look for a clocktower to climb
Bang Bang!

Oh well, well
Ol’ Odie clings to sheets, the celebration started with a kick in the teeth
He's wrapped in filthy bedding and having dreams of building seven
Thinking "man, oh man, it’s good to be me"

Oh well well
Ol’ Odie asks for a beating, Ol’ Odie sits on his hands
Odie climbs the mountain crying “Me for Student Council!”
Just a little more involved than he planned

Hey yea!

I wanna know your name!
[Scattered Voices as Instrumental Softens]

But you gotta hold your head
For you are no good to me dead
Love, I require even beatings of your heart

But if you wanna roll your eyes
Glued at the sun up in the sky
For we all look so much better in the dark