Billie I wonder why are we insane. Will we ever get better. Will we stay the same. Billie I'm worried. Millie don't worry. No one knows our pain. Being in love is crazy not alone that way. I know you're worried today. God made love crazy so we wouldn't feel alone. He was thinking of us he was thinking of us. God made love crazy so we wouldn't feel so alone. Billie my mind seems to wander. To events of a night long ago. Driving alone with our guilt well concealed. In the trunk of your '68 Olds. Millie our world's an asylum. And our minds like you say ain't that straight. But you know and I know our passion's. Not deformed it's true I'd say. We'll love our lifetime. God made love crazy so we wouldn't feel alone. He was thinking of us he was thinking of us. God made love crazy so we wouldn't feel so alone. Billie I dream of our children. They're frightening and gruesome and sad. And I don't want them growing inside me. They're no price for the love that we have. Oh Millie oh Billie criminally insane. Oh Millie oh Billie. Oh Billie it's fresh in my memory. The night that it had to be done. You with your pick axe and scissors. And you with your shovel and gun. And I liked your late husband Donald. But such torture his memory brings. All sliced up and sealed tight in baggies. Guess love makes you do funny things. Oh Millie oh Billie criminally insane. Oh Millie oh Billie.