The stairs wind like the pin in my back
I'll say what you like, any wise-crack
I'll play right into your open hands
Give in to each and every demand
This is going to get ugly
Just like you
This is going to get ugly
Like you want it to
If I seem too easy it's cause I am
Think you have control but it's my plan
The woods are dangerous at night you know
And so am I, except the winds don't blow
This is going to get ugly
Just like you
This is going to get ugly
Like you want it to
This is going to get ugly
Just like you
This is going to get ugly
Like you want it to
This is going to get ugly real fast