Well Mrs. Pharmacist, I insist, Fix me up with something quick, I've been a bad little boy, And I think I'm getting sick, Sick to the bone, slave to the flesh, Better put on my Sunday's best, I've been a bad little boy, little boy
I've got a dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty little secret, And I'm not, not, not sure that I, I wanna keep it, So we feed ourselves lies to submit to the shadows, Cause we just wanna dance under our pretty perfect halos
Yeah! Everyone's got a secret, What's yours? What's yours? Don't be shy, I'll never repeat it
Oh Mrs. Pharmacist, If I resist, Lock me up and bind my wrists, You've been a bad little girl, little girl, Close your eyes and listen close, I know just how much you love it, If you speak you lose your turn, So shut your mouth before I fuck it
I've got a dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty little secret, And I'm not, not, not sure that I, I wanna keep it, So we feed ourselves lies to submit to the shadows, Cause we just wanna dance under our pretty perfect halos
Everyone's got a secret, Tell me all about yours
Love. Hate. Oh, how we play the game, Cold soul, No sense of self control, Love. Hate. Unsure to pass or play, Cold soul, now we're out of control
Roses are red and my heart is black, We creep about the floor to indulge like rats, Enraptured, we walk to nurse our obsession, Cause the roles that we play are paved with cruel intentions
Well Mrs. Pharmacist, If you insist
I've got a dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty little secret, And I'm not, not, not sure that I, I wanna keep it
So we feed ourselves lies to submit to the shadows, And I just wanna shake you by your little perfect fucking halo
Everyone's got a secret, What's yours? What's yours? Don't be shy, I'll never repeat it