I'm a little burned out on pretty things
I wish I had a better personality
But things aren't always what they seem
You want something soft and feathery
And I'm all teeth
I wanna hide under a rock
In the dark lately
I don't really care what anybody thinks about me visually
I know I ain't much to look at
But can you feel me
Slithering
In the dark baby
I don't really care about much of anything
But you're the type to kill me
And if you ever get lonely
Just remember
Snakes are all around you
They're just really good at hiding
I would not recommend trying to kiss me
But if you just need someone to keep you company
You could try a rock
Or an insect
Or someone with
Similar intellect
And that would include me
But you and I
We're gonna get along just fine
Just as long as you promise
Not to step on me
But you can you feel me
Slithering
In the dark baby
I don't really care about much of anything
But you're the type to kill me
I know I know
You can't even look at me
You want to pretend like I don't exist
I make you want to throw up
You want to hit me with a shovel
You have to keep your eyes on me at all times
Just to verify that I'm not hiding somewhere where I'll surprise you when you least expect it
You call your boyfriend to get rid of me
With a broom and a pillowcase and a copy of Reader's Digest
You can't go back to bed until you're sure I'm actually dead
Well I don't want anything
I didn't even want to be here
But Adam and Eve or whatever
And I'm just trying to eat rats
Are you telling me you'd rather have rats in the house than me?
Mostly I just want to be left alone
Crawl around in your attic
Just waiting to die