I'm haunted by
My telephone
You left me standing on the corner
Like a harlot waiting for your call

Out of spite
As though the price
Is rarely right
There's nothing like a little contempt
To drive a man right over his edge
Doing things he'll later regret

Sometimes I get carried away in the moment
Sometimes I get carried away in the moment

My curtain call
Cue the lights
I walked in to your party
A rabid dog looking for a fight

I made you cry
Nothing quite clears the room
Like a lunatic who's got nothing to lose
Oh and when any excuse will do

Sometimes I get carried away in the moment
Sometimes I get carried away in the moment
Sometimes I get carried away

Love is a dried up wilderness

I'm your atom bomb
Don't call my bluff
If you keep me waiting for a crumb off your table
I might self destruct

And I'll become
A ray of light
Through the mushroom cloud