You said you wanted me to be your girlfriend
That took about one week to come to an abrupt end
I know you hate me, I'm a perceptive gay
I'm also aware enough not to wonder why
You like the gay on your iPod,
Not the gay in your bed
After the fan mail came anthrax,
Now you wish I were dead
If I could force you to love me, I would
You'd teach me not to be psycho, I know you could
Give me one final chance, I'll be good
Never believed in love at first sight,
But now I think I might
You said physical chemistry between us was bad
Then why are you still responding to my craigslist ad?
I know every step I took along the way was wrong
Now I'm spreading it all out and fingering this song
Your text messages were like no-calorie food for my soul
Beating off to forever with you is a fantasy that blows
If I could force you to love me, I would
You'd teach me not to be psycho, I know you could
Give me one final chance, I'll be good
Never believed in love at first sight,
But now I think I might
If I could force you to love me, I would
You'd teach me not to be psycho, I know you could
Give me one final chance, I'll be good
Never believed in love at first sight,
But now I think I might
Now I think I might
Now I think I might