I'm afraid this could get bloody I'm not used to warm and fuzzy I still flinch when you touch me I'm suspicious 'cause you love me what if you're too good to be true and I open up to you there must be something wrong with you SOMETHING WRONG WITH YOU 'CAUSE you're not my type you're too damn nice to me all the time none of your exes are floating face down in the river but I'm still scared I'm gonna find out you're a serial killer














