Running through the parking lot
He chased me and he wouldn't stop
Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it
Grabbed my hand, pushed me down
Took the words right out my mouth
Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it
Can anybody hear me when I'm hidden underground?
Can anybody hear me? Am I talking to myself?
Saying, "Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it"
He's saying, "Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it"
...
You woke up in a cold room. Your body lay on a scarlet bed. Your hands were tied to the bed.
A hand touched your cheek, warm as a stove.
Faster and faster. I was scared of being caught. The night's breeze brushed threw my hair and I heard the foot steps getting closer. I have heard about a serial killer on the radio, and I was petrified by who could be following me at this time of night. Please for the love of mother and Marie Laveau, don't let them catch me...