Annie

You're a little bit shy

A little too quiet

You're the mixed up girl

That everybody leaves behind

A little bit weird

A little too bright

But you just might be

That little bomb at their side

They'll pull your hair

They'll leave you wide-eyed

But did anbody wonder

What Annie might have in mind

Oh, no

Chorus:

There's something in the way she explains to me

"please be careful, I exist in someone elses head"

Oh, no

There something in the way that she makes believe

Please be careful

Annie dreams that everyone is dead

You're a little bit dry

A little up tight

You're the messed up girl

That everybody tries to hide

You've had enough

They're too unkind

But did anyone consider

What Annie might have in mind

Oh, no...

(chorus after the whoa's repeat 'til the end)