Running around with something in my head Can't figure out what it is Through the aisles, I feel the pressure build Building up to explode You You changed I guess that means the both of us You You changed Well I guess that means the both of us ♪ Driving, I'm edged to go faster Bad voice, bad passenger Renfield's Syndrome on my blade Craving its next victim You You changed I guess that means the both of us You You changed Well guess that means the both of us Here we go