Bedroom Paranoia

I get a little bit tense As I see you when I walk in the door You're just a silky little slut Who loves to take me on a tour But me, myself, and I Have got so much shit to do I can't wait and waste my time Spend my whole damn day with you I got bedroom paranoia I always wanna lay in bed I'd quit a day job for a little extra time To relax and rest my head I love my fancy pillows I love my fancy quilts I hate waking up And getting my day started Cause of bedroom paranoia I can't stand to get my ass outta bed My hearts racing when I hear the alarm clock I can't shake this silly little feeling As if I'm trapped in a paradox I gotta get up, if I'm gonna reach ceiling I can't stay strapped down with my thoughts I got bedroom paranoia I always wanna lay in bed I'd quit a day job for a little extra time To relax and rest my head I love my fancy pillows I love my fancy quilts I hate waking up And getting my day started Cause of bedroom paranoia I've sat around and pondered if I'm normal I know the answer's definitely not a yes But I can assure you that this is not your problem I feel as though my bed is my nemesis And now... I'll never be the same So much time has passed while I lay asleep Time Is priceless... now I feel trapped too deep The warnings signs were there always keeping me company But now it's just me and my paranoia