Little Lisa was a nice enough girl

If you gave her the time

Found her dead in a hotel room

With a needle in her eye



Blood on the sheets

And a bottle by the door

They left her alone

For a little too long



But she couldn't hang on

Life became far too hard

They were young and wild

Lonely genocide



Inside/Oustide love can grow old

Don't listen to whispered lies

Inside/Oustide love can grow old

Oh baby, run and hide



Pretty Bobby used to

Slam dance romance

Every other night

Older boys used to dance

With pretty Bobby

'Cause he gave a good time



But he couldn't hang on

Life became far too hard

They were young and wild

Lonely genocide



(Chorus)



Inside/Oustide, It's a game

Inside/Oustide, Drive you insane

Inside/Oustide, Don't you try

Inside/Oustide, Suicide

Inside/Oustide

Inside/Oustide

Inside/Oustide

Inside/Oustide