Look into my eyes
  You will see
 How the oil flows free
  I got no heart
  Got no soul
 Neither here nor there
  (And) my left arm's no more
 Oh I wonder what Fox is cryin' for
 He can't help it, Sam is floatin' out the door
  You know it's true, although An-dre-a booed, Skinner killed me for you

 Look into this heart
 You will find
  It's black and tends to hide
  Fox was in a jam, (I) tried to take his life
  With my war-amps arm I tried-to-have-him-sacrificed
  I tell you, please, oh, I implore
  That car-bomb, made me hit the floor
 Although it was crude, put A. in a sad mood, cause Skinner killed me for you
 Ohh, Oww.

  I've no love, for this fake glove, and unlike Mulder, not into Man-love
 Though I'm more fair, wouldn't take him anywhere
  I *was* fine, got blown away, yeah!

               -instrumental with synthesized water pedal in groups of triplets-

 Oh, you can tell that I was getting bored
 Couldn't help it, my character was ignored
 Yeah I fought with you, I lied to you, was desired by you, yeah, I died for youuuuuuu... (Damnit)
  His love is true, he's real in love with you, aw crap (crap crap) Skinner killed me for you