So hang them high
So hang them slowly
But hang them high
I demand revenge
An early morning
Born to be a geek
So lie down and sleep, little sister
Just lie down and bide your time now
I know you know what it is that must happen now
I believe stone-hard in your plan
Hand them high, hang them high
When you cried at the parties
Where I was never invited in
You fell apart before the guests
I built you up piece by piece again
Piece by piece again
Piece by piece again
So I became an expert at waiting by myself
You get used to it quickly, waiting for someone
*Four-eyes reflect the light, driving you home, unconditionally
On the back of my bike you hold me as if in a cramp
You landed hard, you were probably always sick
So lie down and sleep, little sister
Just lie down and bide your time now
I know you know what it is that must happen now
I believe stone-hard in your plan
Hand them high, hang them high
When you cried at the parties
Where I was never invited in
You fell apart before the guests
I built you up piece by piece again
Piece by piece again
Piece by piece again
Piece by piece again
Piece by piece again
*/The Indian Cobra reflects the light