The Song Formerly Known As Intro lyrics

You've got a type Pasty skin and dead inside Oh, and green eyes Yeah, ones that look just like mine And you've got a motive You pulled your hair back Oh, I noticed You can relax Oh, I make you panic Call me when I'm manic But know that I'll never call you, back I never should have came here in the first place Thinking this might be the end of our days Hedge your bets, get some rest Get these feelings off your chest You picked apart our conversations But there's nothing beneath the surface I'm an asshole, I deserve this Keep it down, hope no one's heard us But I don't want to hurt like this I never meant to hurt like this