Testo: Till Ten Tonight. Prepare To Be Boarded. Private Horror Show.

So many freaks all around
They run like dogs when you hit the ground
Where can they be when you're waiting at home
Where can they be when you're all alone

Girl I can't stand the pain of seeing you fall apart again
Let me help you before you fall
I can't stand to see you bang your head on a wall
Why you gotta be so damn self-destructive

All I want to know is this your private horror show
I want to know did they get you to sell your soul
I want to know why do you rock n roll

Hangin' out with your vampire crowd
Whatever you do you make your dad so proud
He don't know the kind of shape your in
You gotta hit rock bottom before you win

Girl I don't think it's write listening to you sreamin' every night
Girl I don't think it's fair, you're making me a part of your nightmare
I didn't plan to ever rock no ages
To paint no faces

All I want to know is this your private horror show
I want to know did they get you to sell your soul
I want to know why do you rock n roll

All dressed in black, undressed to kill
All dressed in blue, I hate these colors on you

All I want to know is this your private horror show
I want to know did they get you to sell your soul
I want to know why do you rock n roll

Why do you... Why do you... Why do you

(Thanks to Steve for these lyrics)