She's got an extra dose of crazy|Gave me her number on a picket line|And then she went in hard to kiss me|Her lips they tasted just like cyanide|She started talkin' 'bout a revolution|And setting fire to a broken system||Cause she's my anarchist|She's my anarchist||She should come with a caution|A keep back 10 feet warning|She'll keep you guessing|And begging for your life||She likes to shout about an unjust system|And how we need to build our own resistance||Cause she's my anarchist|She's my anarchist||My anarchist||She's got pink hazel eyes|From all those sleepless nights|She spends in chat room conspiracies|Robots control our minds|To keep us occupied|The truth is out there for you and me|You and me||And my anarchist|She's my anarchist|Oh anarchist|She's my anarchist