The Stanza

I have a history of loving all the wrong guys In high school, we studied Stalin, said I love that guy But I am cursed, oh yeah, I'm cursed all right Oh, in high school we studied Marx, yeah, he had pretty eyes But I wonder why and where we have to go Where we have to go Where do we go, whoa-oh-oh-oh? And I have a tendency of biting my nails when I'm bored I sit on my computer for nothing, writing, I'm so bored But I am trapped beneath my bed, oh Lord I sit on my computer for something to occupy my time But I wonder why and where we have to go Where we have to go Where do we go, whoa-oh-oh-oh? And I have a penalty that I like to pay at night In high school, I got yelled at by one of the wrong guys But I am first, oh yeah, I'm first in line Oh, in college, someone told me that I have pretty eyes