[Verse]
The "Who's who?" of "Who’s that?"
Is poised for the attack
Well, my bare hands pathed their paths
You don't get to tell me about sad
[Pre-Chorus]
(Mm-mm-mm-mm)
If you wanted me dead, you should've just said
(Mm-mm-mm-mm) Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Nothing makes me feel more alive
[Chorus]
So I leap from the gallows and I levitate down your street
Crash the party like a record scratch as I scream
"Who’s afraid of little old me?"
[Post-Chorus]
You should be
(Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
[Bridge]
So, tell me everything is not about me
But what if it is?
They say they didn't do it to hurt me
But what if they did?
I wanna snarl and show you
Just how disturbed this has made me
You wouldn't last an hour in the asylum whеre they raised mе
So all your kids can sneak into my house with all the cobwebs
I'm always drunk on my own tears
Isn't that what they all say?
That I'll sue you, if you step on my la-awn
That I'm fearsome, and I'm wretched, and I’m wrong
Put narcotics into all of my songs
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
And that’s why you're still singin’ along
The "Who's who?" of "Who’s that?"
Is poised for the attack
Well, my bare hands pathed their paths
You don't get to tell me about sad
[Pre-Chorus]
(Mm-mm-mm-mm)
If you wanted me dead, you should've just said
(Mm-mm-mm-mm) Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Nothing makes me feel more alive
[Chorus]
So I leap from the gallows and I levitate down your street
Crash the party like a record scratch as I scream
"Who’s afraid of little old me?"
[Post-Chorus]
You should be
(Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
[Bridge]
So, tell me everything is not about me
But what if it is?
They say they didn't do it to hurt me
But what if they did?
I wanna snarl and show you
Just how disturbed this has made me
You wouldn't last an hour in the asylum whеre they raised mе
So all your kids can sneak into my house with all the cobwebs
I'm always drunk on my own tears
Isn't that what they all say?
That I'll sue you, if you step on my la-awn
That I'm fearsome, and I'm wretched, and I’m wrong
Put narcotics into all of my songs
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
And that’s why you're still singin’ along
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