"The Seance/Mental" lyrics

How's about his hands when we stop, wait, stay
What about reasons that you gave me

You're 20 years old and you look too much like a lady
A couple more moments and you might be saying maybe
Forget about that, it doesn't mean shit!
I'm getting pretty old and I'm sick of it

The only one in the house who's pretty fucking quiet
You're tearing me apart with all this silence
I might be the one dying tonight...

Hey lady, you're beautiful
But I'm a little psychotic and I'm kind of a handful

Hey lady, you're beautiful
But I'm a little psychotic and I'm kind of a handful

Bring your own taaaaaaaaaaale