I'd say that this is darkest song I ever wrotenNo hint of a smile or the usual quirky anecdotesnNo, this is a song about someone newnWhat not to say, what not to donSo, now, I think I'll just be honestnnI hope that no one ever leavesn'Cause I don't wanna be alone with menNot with the things that rushnUp and down this infamous spinennHere comes the love anxietynCan't let it grab a hold of menNot after last timennWhy'd you have to wearnSkirts and heels like that?nShe's blinding anywaynBut now she's floodlighting up the matchnnWell, it's twenty minutes 'til show timenBut the backstage is the stage tonightnSo, now, I think I'll just be honestnnI hope that no one ever leavesn'Cause I don't wanna be alone with menNot with the things that rushnUp and down this infamous spinennHere comes the love anxietynCan't let it grab a hold of menNot like the last timennHere comes the love anxietynIt's gonna grab a hold of menJust like the last time