How I Get Myself Killed

This is probably how I get myself killed This is probably how I get myself killed This is probably how I get myself killed This is probably how I get myself killed Did you say anything On the night of my first hit? On the night of my first kiss? On the night of my first runaway? Something must be up, I have never felt so dumb And I have never gone so numb And I have never been so late before This is probably how I get myself killed This is probably how I get myself killed Oh, come when you're called If this all we've got to work with, then it's all we've got to blame Oh, come when you're called If this is all we've got to work with, then it's all we've got to say I'm lovin' your skin darlin', I'm lovin' this hot morning I need to be kicked, maybe fucked, maybe told I'm in the way I'm lovin' your skin darlin', I'm lovin' this kooky mornin' I need to be kicked, maybe fucked, maybe told I'm in the way This is probably how I get myself killed