I wanna rob you of your game face

so I can cower beneath your words.

Cause I'm a freak from the same place

let suicide make a meal for birds


Into your heart, I've got the dagger;

the metaphor will suffice for now.

Get in my bed, i wanna kill you;

Show you mine if you show me how.


I get angry,

When you're around, when you're around.

I get nasty,

When you're around, when you're around.


She slit

her wrists

for attention

in 1996.

She slit

her wrists

listening to live through this.


So here I am, will you deny me?

Metal now, but I've always been.


Lets make a toast.

Lets do the oil spill

Let the seagulls pick out the sins.


I want it now,

I want the danger.

Give me strength and I'll give you wings.


I get angry,

When you're around, when you're around.

I get nasty,

When you're around, when you're around.


L-o-o-o-o-w-w-w-w


I get angry,

When you're around, when you're around.

I get nasty,

When you're around, when you're around.


I get angry,

When you're around, when you're around.

I get nasty,

When you're around, when you're around.