I’m not the kind who would cry wolf

Never take advantage, never take that chance

But today I’ll be lil’ red ridin’ hood

I can tell my own kin from a vicious fake

If I pretend the threat is really real

It will persuade the thoughts I feel

Convince myself that it is right, right right

Got it all preplanned

Candle in my hand

I can burn both ends

Rules I can bend

I’ll call in sick tomorrow

Got it all preplanned

Candle in my hand

I can burn both ends

Rules I can bend

I’ll call in sick tomorrow

I’m not the kind to bare sharp teeth

Oh but my, what a big mouth I have

My hood brushes over my eyes

And it shadows lies

I am about to tell

So I’ll venture out into the forest

Bring my bad, ignore all the rest

Off to visit the good times

Have it all preplanned

Candle in my hand

I can burn both ends

Rules I can bend

I’ll call in sick tomorrow

Have it all preplanned

Candle in my hand

I can burn both ends

Rules I can bend

I’ll call in sick tomorrow

I bid farewell

To my social spell

I must make my way back home

Friends now gone

Night replaced by dawn

I must make my way back home

Strangers walk like me

Through thick spread streets

I must make my way back home

Rush like the wind

The flame in my hand dim

I must make my way back home

Key in the lock

And the world is blocked

From my room inside my home

Awake heavy from the chase

Folds patterning my face

I will lie to rest my bones

If I nurture selfish thoughts like these

It will appease my enemies

Convince myself it's right, right right

So alone I’ll choose my misadventure

No looking back, no hesitation

Off to visit the good times

Have it all preplanned

Candle in my hand

I can burn both ends

Rules I can bend

I’ll call in sick tomorrow

Have it all preplanned

Candle in my hand

I can burn both ends

Rules I can bend

I’ll call in sick tomorrow