Baby don't you worry your pretty little head Everything's been done, everything's been said You only wanted some Because you came for none Now you're getting too deep inside your head When times are rough They try and give you up All the words that you bled all the skin that you shed I've been up for days I'll nevermind aways Going outta my skull going outta my brain Well now you find yourself in tasteless company A twisted situation, potential tragedy I bet you wish you had an exit strategy Oh yeah I guess you better worry your pretty little head We'll never play nice, we'll never play dead And now the pickens are slim You're risking life and limb No matter how bleak no matter how grim