Young Lady, You're Scaring Me

Let's get a house, you and me and your 12 cats
 We'll put mirrors on the ceiling
 We'll have a bunk bed by the bath
 You'll line my mattress with nails
 One for every time something psycho came out of your mouth
 Your cavern eyes are preying
 Your scarlet lips half saying
 A sales pitch for the circus in your mind
 Young lady, you're scaring me
 Young lady, you're scaring me
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 Dumbbell right to the temple
 Carry me to your shrine
 Dedicated to the prince of the last of your nine lives
 She waited in the darkest corner all night
 Until I closed up shop, I turned out the lights
 Then she begged for me to drive her home
 I thought about the Kensington Strangler as I was about to say "No"
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 When we pulled up to her bleeding dollhouse
 She said, "Park behind the hearse"
 I said, "No need, get out and take your purse"
 Young lady, you're scaring me
 Young lady, you're scaring me
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 Remember that time you wrote me 200 letters
 Never once to a single reply?
 Remember they all referenced a love that wasn't real?
 Considering we talked maybe one or two times
 Young lady, you're scaring me
 Young lady, you're scaring me