You got a bug in your body and an itch in your head Shooting looks down every street Hoping there's someone to meet, do you care? You better start making some changes before they put you away Shooting looks down every street Hoping there's someone to meet Stealing hearts just like a thief Killing boys with your body Can't you see in their faces that you Make them so frikkin crazy? I can't look at your skin, cus its doing me in Though I've forgotten what your name is, you're on the tip of my tongue And I just refuse to see you as an atrocity You better start making changes before they out you away Are you dressing like before? Is there another boy to score? Will you take him on the floor? Will he drown in your sorrow?