Dead In No Time (The Makeover Version)

You better not be reciting poetry to me because I'll probably just think you're a freak
But if you feel the need to get the point across to me you better
Put it in a melody and sing it to me, put it in a melody and sing it to me

Why on earth do they think saying go away means stay
Why do they keep hanging around
Why do I say no and they interpret it a maybe, baby
I think you're good looking but you're just not for me
And I play no second fiddle, sugar I play for keeps

Every good boy does fine till he turns five
Then he starts developing a crush on girls with pretty eyes
You fight them but it excites them and they just can't get enough so
I'll tell you what you gotta do, what you gotta do, you gotta
Kill him with kindness, kill him with kindness
If I keep this up he'll be dead in no time

Mom, I can't stand her she thinks she's all that
She's like a ring you find in all those boxes of the Cracker Jacks
She's shiny on the outside but if you keep her around she'll
Turn your fingers green, she's rotten at the seams
Her attitude will make you want to pull out your hair and scream, scream, scream

My very educated momma told me that you can't fight her fire with gasoline, you gotta
Kill her with kindness, kill her with kindness
If I keep this up she'll be dead in no time

You think the concept's quite uncanny
I won't be hurting myself any
My fighting back could get real lazy
That could benefit me greatly
My frustration line is getting hazy
I'm a ticking time bomb, baby
You think that I'm lying, try me