Little Lisa was a nice enough girl   If you gave her the time   Found her dead in a hotel room   With a needle in her eye   Blood on the sheets   And a bottle by the door   They left her alone   For a little too long   But she couldn't hang on   Life became far too hard   They were young and wild   Lonely genocide   Inside/Oustide love can grow old   Don't listen to whispered lies   Inside/Oustide love can grow old   Oh baby, run and hide   Pretty Bobby used to   Slam dance romance   Every other night   Older boys used to dance   With pretty Bobby   'Cause he gave a good time   But he couldn't hang on   Life became far too hard   They were young and wild   Lonely genocide   (Chorus)   Inside/Oustide, It's a game   Inside/Oustide, Drive you insane   Inside/Oustide, Don't you try   Inside/Oustide, Suicide   Inside/Oustide   Inside/Oustide   Inside/Oustide   Inside/Oustide