Professor Faust teach me about a brain that hates a brain that doubts
Professor Faust what are you talking about you taught me that a book could never learn me much
I thought I was missing you on Christmas and in school
But I was missing a man that I made up in my head
Oh anyway you know it all if I was fine maybe you'd call but
You don't know what it's like to be a little girl and
I'll never find out what it's like to be a student in your school
Professor Faust you're getting old and all your glitter was never gold
Professor Faust you sold your soul the devil knows that I'm the toll but
You don't know what it's like to be a little girl and
I don't mind if you go to hell