Who's Afraid of Little Old Me?

You're calling this a narrative?

Baby, I'm just talking

Chill out, take a deep breath

Unless, unless there's something to write about

Gets your skin crawling now

But no need for the deep end unless, unless

Is it my pen that's intimidating?

Are you sitting there waiting for your sentence to be drawn up?

Promise I'll only speak in love

If it's true, then you're saved

Well then, you're in the clear, babe

If you've done nothing wrong, you should be guilt free

So who's, who's, who's afraid of little old me?

(Who's, who's, who's afraid?)

If there's not a flame to fan, I'll put up both my hands

I don't react if I'm not pressed

Are you stressed, are you stressed

Because my pen's so intimidating?

Are you sitting there waiting for your sentence to be drawn up?

Promise I'll only speak in love

If it's true, then you're a saint

Well then, you're in the clear, babe

If you've done nothing wrong, you should be guilt free

So who's, who's, who's afraid of little old me?

(Who's, who's, who's afraid?)

Of little old me?

(Who's, who's, who's afraid?)

You paint this picture of me

Like you don't own your own story

You had control, it's not my fault if you happen to take the fall

You make this villain of me

Like you're the one who's so holy

You had control, it's not my fault the readers see through it all

Is it my pen that's intimidating?

Are you sitting there waiting for your sentence to be drawn up?

Promise I'll only speak in love

If it's true, then you're a saint

Well then, you're in the clear, babe

If you've done nothing wrong, you should be guilt free

So who's, who's, who's afraid of little old me?

(Who's, who's, who's afraid of little old me?)