Maybe, I should pull the funny trigger
You don't know me, I'm twentysomething, finding we are the same
Tell Mama, I'm your witch
Danger, danger, she is around
Don't be terrified, don't be rude, you were off limits
Let me sing you the sweetest lullaby, you are beautiful, but stinky
Shot you down, shot you down, down, down, down, down
Admit it, admit it, you wish I was here
Admit it, don't keep me waiting too long, I'm feeling bored, be careful
Shot you down, shot you down, down, down, down, down
Admit it, admit it, you wish I was here
Don't be terrified, don't be sweaty, calm down
You got a way, don't you?
You stabbed me, it hurt
Now I know you the best
Sorry baby, if you loved me less, you would be alive
Like I said, we are the same. A devil or an angel?
Don't guess, don't guess, don't guess
(A love–hate relationship has been linked to the occurrence of emotional ambivalence in early childhood; to conflicting responses by different..)