It watches from under your bed
It prays to get into your head
It hopes to get under your skin
Its name is Ryan
Ryan won't explain what he's done again
Ryan can't complain
Ryan wants your brain
Ryan's got what he needs
He's collecting your toenails you better believe
Ryan eyes you from a blackened closet
Waiting for you to slip up
Ryan can't complain
Ryan wants your brain
Ryan won't explain what he's done again
Ryan wants your brain
For God's sake Ryan she's just a child
