Hey babe, your brain, I want to meticulously peel back the layers See what makes that think tank tick Don’t care if nobody cares Your philosophy is quite the schtick Oh, but it burns, it burns As I try to find out more about you Your piercing words cut through my soul And your eyes make me sob a bit too Sorry, if this might seem sudden Given my reputation as a Ruffian But I just noticed something Your mind is like an onion And I’ll peel it, yes, I will peel it back I will fight through every brutal fact About my infuriating, obnoxious presence About how I should develop some tact But you know, in the end, it’ll be worth it I’ll have found out your mind’s secrets Like a riveting, engrossing book of knowledge Laced with cold remarks and callousness But oh, y’know, I just had to say Sorry, if this might seem sudden Given my reputation as a Ruffian But I just noticed something Your mind is like an onion
