She lived her life in asylum She wooed me into her cell She was a fragile explosive She was my plasticine doll Nobody saw all the apparitions coming to her from above Nothing else offers the absolution quite like hysteria does I miss my little maniac I'll k** you if you don't come back We could play the scene from Psycho I know how you like that Who's gonna steal all my razors? Who's gonna cut up my clothes? Who's gonna take all my aspirin? Who's going to overdose? And who's gonna kick in my television, in a wonderful fit of rage? And who's gonna turn on the histrionics, like an actress on the stage? I miss my little maniac I'll k** you if you don't come back We could play the scene from Psycho I know how much you like that I miss my maniac I miss my maniac I miss my maniac (miss my maniac) I miss my maniac Oh I miss you like crazy I miss my little maniac I'll k** you if you don't come back We could play the scene from Psycho 'cause I know how much you like that I miss my little maniac I'll k** you if you don't come back Oh We could play the scene from Psycho I know how much you like that I miss my maniac I miss my maniac I miss my maniac (miss my maniac) I miss my maniac Oh I miss you like crazy I miss you like crazy I miss you like crazy