ants in my pants

stress can breed a psychopath

you're all that calms me down

i forget that i'm a mess when you're around

please can you be home tonight

say its not over yet

my human tranquilizer

my pretty percocet

i just want to chill with you tonight

girl

i wish that i could chill with you tonight

stop the worries that keep forming in my head

i've got ants in my pants unless its you in them instead

oh baby i was a faker before you

tomorrow brings a busy day

its overstuffed with time

i need to hear you breathing on the line

and you can be closed minded

if you have open arms

why can't i ever work my wily charms on you?

and you still weren't home when i dialed up the phone in the evening

so i'm twiddling thumbs and i'm wondering what's this i'm feeling

i may be strong below the belt

but not with what i thought and felt

that blissful knight i knelt

between your legs

between our heads

between our hearts

i was a faker before you.