I feel like a victim but I am a k**er
The more I'm predictable the less I'm alive
I've got seventeen seconds to cover an hour
And no clever theory keeps the tears from my eyes
I'm having s** with onions
I feel like a queen but I am a joker
The more I am seeking the less I will find
I've got a room full of mushrooms ready to conquer
My heart's getting heavy my eye's getting dry
I'm having s** with onions
Sex with onions
My fingers are peeling
Sex with onions
My head's not awake
My one and my only
Troubles forsakin'
I'm leaving a monkey to marry a snake
I feel like a wardroom but I am a doorbell
My windows are open but the curtains are drawn
I lived in a cottage but I died in a castle
There's a full moon each Friday shining on my lawn
I'm having s** with onions
Sex with onions
Forever undressing
Sex with onions
My heart's in a box
My one and my only
Troubles forsakin'
I'm leaving a weasel to marry a fox