Maybe he's a masochist Or maybe he just likes the attention Poison spilling out his lips He fills it with the cruelest intentions And you see the way he creeps How he watches when you sleep Oh it's too late now you're in too deep And so be careful walking home in the dead of night He's in the shadows and he waits for the perfect time He inches closer and you hold your breath, oh god One more step and you better start running Sitting by your window well He waits for when you'll least expect it Hand around his dagger's belt He's hoping it might cut through the tension And you've got no time to scream As he's cooking up his schemes Oh it's too late now you're in too deep And so be careful walking home in the dead of night He's in the shadows and he waits for the perfect time He inches closer and you hold your breath, oh god One more step and you better start running One more step and you better start running God damn He's a madman God damn He's a madman One more step and you better start running