If i die and go to hell real soon
It will appear to me as this room
And for eternity i'd lay in bed
In my boxers half stoned
with a pillow under my head
I'd be chatting on the interweb
maggots pray upon the living dead
i had no interest in the things she said
on the phone everyday
ill permantly hit the hay-ay
I called her on the phone and she touched herself
She touched herself she touched herself
I called her on the phone and she touched herself
I laughed myself to sleep
At this rate
I'll be heading for electric chairs
I'm only human with my claws to bare
When she described her underwear
I forgot all the rules my rabbi taught me in the old shul
You're too young to be this empty girl
I'll prepare you for a sick dark world
Know that you'll be my downfall
But i call and i call and i call-all
I called
I dont know what I want
I dont know what I want
I dont know what I want
I dont know what I want
I called