Something dark is racing in my head
I want to haunt you when you go to bed
I want to touch that part of you that's ***king around
And demonstrate clearly the gravity of sound
When I tell you how I feel

Something dark is racing in my head
She's the daughter of a socialite
Her daddy taught her how to do it right

She holds a cigar in her right hand
You used to hate smoke
But now you understand
How it feels to fight an urge

Something dark is racing in my head
I saw you drinking in that bar you hate
It turned you on to see she takes it straight
I didn't know you liked a girl in a hat
You told me once if I went out like that
That you wouldn't split the bill

Something dark is racing in my head
She's the one now, you better show her the floor
With her rambling nonsense
You won't sleep anymore

Something dark is racing in my head
I smelled her smoke on you and I saw red
I saw a note from her explaining her needs
I'd write something back but we know she can't read
And she doesn't feel a thing