Из альбома: Leaving Wonderland... In a Fit of Rage
You're so complicated,
It takes prophets, poets, sages
to decipher everything you say and do
I'm so scattered, flattered you would brave my clutter
I'm utterly enthusiastically in love with you
You are special, and in your arms
I'm special too
You and I believe in one belief
That covers toxic lovers
You and I are prone to insanity
Glory to the king of Ritalin
A queen who's impulse driven
Requisite for you to marry me
You are gorgeous, and in your arms
I'm gorgeous too
[break]
You are perfect...
for me