Mr Hyde Mr HydeYou stare at me at the stoplightMr Hyde Mr HydeSomething ain’t exactly rightYou see it’s doomAnd it’s gloomInstead of hopesInstead of dreamsThe glittering stardomIs never what it seemsLiving a dirty fairytaleNoone stops youLike you stop yourselfLiving a dirty fairytaleNoone stops youMr Hyde Mr HydeMy head is under my arm nowIt’s just my animal sideDon’t really mean you no harmIf it’s bad or if it’s wrongSee I’m really not askingI just wanna see what I’ve doneCoz now it hurts when I’m laughing