Paint yourself white, clip on the wings
Climb high to the top of a building
Does it make you an angel or some kind of freak
To believe enough in somebody like me, baby?
Oh, I guess we'll see who was the freak
Dress up in white, slip on the ring
Walk straight down the aisle to the violin strings
Does it make you a genius or the fool of the week
To believe enough in somebody like me, baby?
Oh, I guess we'll see who was the freak