She had problems with my love connections So she bought me bullets and she made corrections She had problems with their cruel derisions So she bought a scalpel and she made incisions Honey…I’d say crazy doll but you’ve got something different I’d say complicated but that’s your kind of rhythm I’d say lost and you’d say love But you’re crazy not to see that you’re crazy just like meShe had problems with the gospel liars So she bought some fuel and then she started fires She had problems feeling awful sleepless So she bought a shovel and she buried secrets Honey…I’d say crazy doll but you’ve got something different I’d say complicated but that’s your kind of rhythm I’d say lost and you’d say love But you’re crazy not to see that you’re crazy just like me…