I Think I May Be Dangerous

Just tell me I'm okay,
and that you can see me.
Tell me the right words to say,
and open my eyes so I can see.

Just let me touch you,
so that I know I'm real.
I just need to know my life's true,
and not just some broken deal.

It's these notes of suicide,
it's every fucking smile.
They tell me that I've died,
and the blood been dry awhile.

I just want to hear you scream,
and I think I may be dangerous to you.
This is just a perfect dream.
I'm not sure what I'll do.