Goth Girls Are Ruining My Life (feat. Q)

Black hair, black lipstick, she cut through me like a knife
Why do these girls always seem to ruin my life?
Tattoos and chokers with an attitude to match
I feel like my heart is made of glass

And how do I talk to her
Without fumbling all of my words?
My chest starts to hurt
What should I say first?
Something like, "Hey, we should hang out"
But that's what I wanna say, what falls out of my mouth
Is something like

Step on me, step on me
Step on me, step on me, goth mommy
The second you walked in was like a slap across the face
I just want a hot goth girlfriend to put me in my place, in my place

Oh my God
There she is
Here she comes
I should talk to her

It's like 99% of people are falling in love with me
Stop calling me "mommy," it's weird
I see you lookin' at me from way across the room
You seem pretty cute, I think I wanna talk to you
And then you say

Step on me, step on me, goth mommy
It would make my day if you'd grab me by the waist
I just want a hot goth girlfriend to put me in my place, in my place

Is it a step too far
If I told you it was you I wanted to break my heart?
You gotta change your tone
You can't call people "mommy," you'll just end up alone
Like I've even got a chance with you?
I'm sorry for being so rude
Don't be so in your head
That type of shit ain't gonna get you in someone's bed
I was just trying to be stood on, respectfully
I'm sorry, goth mommy
Stop calling me "mommy," it's weird