Hey little sister, I don't understand what you did

I'm hot enough to blister

Maybe this is just some kind of foolish game my mind is playing

One voice it cries a warning

Half of me's already there and half of me ain't got the stuff

My love it's out of control

I tell you because of what she does to my soul

With all these fantasies she's triggering

Psychoactive, that girl is hypersexual

She knows how to fire my imagination

She's got to be Psychoactive

The fact is everything's a fantasy

Makes that offer so attractive, cause that girl's so Psychoactive

Hey little sister, I still sleep alone in my bed

What's wrong with this picture

Could be this is nothing but my fantasy

Am I crazy? One voice says its trouble

Part of me just wants to run and part of me just wants to fight

Split decision again in my bed

Another sweet vision coming on in my head

Imagination she's triggering

Psychoactive, that girl is hypersexual

She knows how to fire my imagination

She's got to be Psychoactive

The fact is everything's a fantasy.

Makes that offer so attractive, cause that girl's so Psychoactive

(She said she loves you -- She said she loves you)

My love it's out of control.

I tell you because of what she does to my soul

With all these fantasies she's triggering

Psychoactive, that girl is hypersexual

She knows how to fire my imagination.

She's got to be Psychoactive

The fact is everything's a fantasy

Makes that offer so attractive, cause that girl's so Psychoactive