The psycho sits alone at night
And in his mind he knows whats right
The wind is whispering through trees
The psycho knows what no one sees
The psycho dances in the nude
The voices have come to intrude
The psycho can't rest peacefully
The voices say listen to me
The psycho throws on jean and shoe
The voices told him what to do
He walks outside and down the street
Wanting only peaceful sleep
The psycho wanders on and on
The night is new and far from dawn
The voices told him where to go
And how to leave their undertow
The psycho sees his victim now
He knows just what to do and how
The psycho starts on his attack
And everything now fades to black
The psycho sleeps alone in bed
And on his hands the color red
He knows not how this came to be
The voices have let the psycho free
