What you try to do to me?   It seems to come so naturally   How you annoy me   How you destroy me      And everywhere I'm walking like a cyclone   But don't mind me   How's it fair, I'm a magnet for psychos   And pretty riddles keen on me      You can lightly sling   Into my open heavy loving heart   First touch and kissy, kissy      Slash back razor days   The boys not to behave   Oh, they're like hoodlums      Sick of themselves   And sick of their slums   Give everybody a gun   And put it on the television      That's reality TV, I'd pay to see   Lobotomized celebrities if it's on free   Wanna be the lovers that ever gonna see      Wow, money's the church   Fame is the steeple   Everyone on the telly indoctrinate the people   Now I say though      What you try to do to me?   It seems to come so naturally   How you annoy me   How you destroy me      And everywhere I'm walking like a cyclone   But don't mind me   [Incomprehensible] and chased by a cyclops   [Incomprehensible] no ships I see      I owe more than I know to faces   Who never show the places among the hood   It's understood and obvious tomorrow   Free bags full of sorrow   First touch and kissy, kissy      Slash back razor days   The boys not to behave      Everywhere I'm walking like a cyclone   But don't mind me   It's not fair, I'm a magnet for psychos   And pretty little riddles keen on me      You can lightly sling   Into my open heavy loving heart   First touch and here you are      Where they put the cyclops   That's where they put the cyclops   That's where they put the cyclops      What you tryna do to me?   What you tryna do to me?   You make me happy