Pale

Before I go to you

I never wash my neck... '

Cause when the music starts it goes straight to my head...

And I break out in pale...

You better bring your fork and knife...

Till we see eye to eye... '

Cause I'd rather stuff your face than hear another lie...

Learn to sit still, learn to stay...

I'm as hopped-up with the up and down as you're slow on the uptake...

Under the words is what you heard...

Wait right here for me's exactly what he said... '

Course I'm too busy sitting down...

There are fishes that are stronger than my legs...

Can't wait to drown...

You'd better bring your ******* knife...

Till we see eye to eye... '

Cause I'd rather cut your buttons off than be caught in a lie...

Before I come to you

I never wash my lips... '

Cause when the music starts it goes straight to my hips and

I break out in pale...