My head is a box full of nothing
and that's the way I like it
My garden's a secret compartment
Your body's a dream that turns violent
The winter is long in the city
So please
baby please
Open your heart
Catch my disease
I was backstage in Pomona
and that's the way I like it
She drank beer with coca-cola
She told me about the winds from Santa Anna
She told me she loved me like fireworks
Open your eyes
Come on
Catch it
Na na na na na na na na na
They play Good Charlotte on the radio
They play Sleepy Jackson on the radio
I hear Beyonce on the radio
cos that's the way I like it
and they play me on the radio
Open your heart
and catch my disease
Come on
catch my disease
