She'll give life to the monsters at the party Lightin' fires on the kitchen floor She'll borrow bullets and return 'em to your skull Bird brain with a s**y smile She thinks she's lookin' good, but it's scary in there Cat-scan-can...I wouldn't go there You should have known she was a half-a** shifter And the way she's jerkin' it and grinding your gears She's so spun and talkin' all that nonsense Like pins and needles diggin' in your ears Resurrecting her little nightmares No shred of evidence to convince me they're real