How I Get Myself Killed

This is probably how I get myself killed
 This is probably how I get myself killed
 This is probably how I get myself killed
 This is probably how I get myself killed
 Did you say anything
 On the night of my first hit?
 On the night of my first kiss?
 On the night of my first runaway?
 Something must be up, I have never felt so dumb
 And I have never gone so numb
 And I have never been so late before
 This is probably how I get myself killed
 This is probably how I get myself killed
 Oh, come when you're called
 If this all we've got to work with, then it's all we've got to blame
 Oh, come when you're called
 If this is all we've got to work with, then it's all we've got to say
 I'm lovin' your skin darlin', I'm lovin' this hot morning
 I need to be kicked, maybe fucked, maybe told I'm in the way
 I'm lovin' your skin darlin', I'm lovin' this kooky mornin'
 I need to be kicked, maybe fucked, maybe told I'm in the way
 This is probably how I get myself killed