Psychic Hearts (Live in Brooklyn, Ny)

I know you have a fucked up life
Growing up in a stupid town
Your mother was a mixed-up chick
And your father, he just fucked around
A little too much for his own good
I'd kill the bastard if I could
I’d kill all the boys with their fucked-up noise
And all the bullshit they seem to enjoy
The kids at school called you 'slut', nothing but
And what the fuck are they into, the stupid fools?
Losers, assholes, suck all the luck out of the world
The world for you, if I can get it back to you, I will
And kick their asses all over town, all over town
I’ll turn it over, and I don't even know you that well
What the hell, summer spell

What's it like going out, and no one knows what you're about
Abused and used and cut in two by hollow man with nothing to do?
Laugh all the time, try to get high, and try to hide behind the lie

They fucked your head up, that's for sure
Your heart is ripped, now wrapped in fur
But you know that sex is pretty insane
And magic seems to kill the pain
And the things that go on inside your brain
Makes you seem to think that you're to blame
Don't think about it, throw it out
Love 'em all and say it loud
Fight the scumbags that slap you around
Scream, you’re crazy, lost and found
We don’t have to tell you what is right
We have all the faith that it was not right

Sadness is and sadness was
And sadness will always be because
Comfort comes around from the strangest of men

I got no time for sad songs, baby
Don't need you to say I’m crazy
Stick your tongue and you look at me
And I will bite it off, you see
Push you down onto your knees
Do you laugh away the fleas?

You're not the only one in town
But you're the only one that's got me down
Psychic hearts go out to you
A psychic heart go round to you

My prayer to you is that you do all the things you set out to do
And live your life the way you love
But will you remember one thing for me?
I will always love you, I will always love you