While I’m away You can let the mouse go down on you Let the mouse do what I’d do If I was there But you’d better explain That I have vendetta in my narrow bones And a vindictive eye Of my jealousy I have no control No control
I’ll never get your bullet out of my head now How can I get your bullet out of my head now I have no control But I try Yes I try
So I’d better explain that I have a Red vendetta in my narrow bones A wicked indicative eye Of my yellow jealousy I have no control No control
I’ll never get your bullet…
Get out of my head Get out of my head now Get out of my mind