Don't trust a man with the creepy little eyes
He's at once a friend but you're scared inside
Then he beats you up 'cause you bust his lip
And you ask yourself what have I done
Then he locks you up in the trunk of his car

Don't forget that
Number I wrote on the back of your hand

And the freaks are in the back
You're not alone that's why I understand
And you walk the walk and talk the talk
And we park our cars at the same garage
And my stomach hurts like I'm in a storm

Don't forget that
Number I wrote on the back of your hand
Don't forget that
Number I wrote on the back of your hand

Hannah
(repeat)