fitzgerald patrik miscellaneous the backstreet boys backstreet boys they could be waiting round the corner they re such a scarifying sight to see they could be waiting for a straying loner they could be waiting for you or me the patter of footsteps through an alleyway impatient in the dark they wait to pounce hey don t look far when they want trouble they know it at a glance but imagine you look like a boy that they want after there s a face on their file and they don t care for why and it s no good getting mouthy or you ll lose your teeth in their laughter nd it s no use acting timid no use coming on shy with the backstreet boys hear them running wild and stoney you know the sound of violence it frightens me but i just pray that they don t know me i think it s better to hear then see but then i think to myself that maybe it s me that they re trailing they stop you no questions asked no time to spare and your eyes half asleep and your energy failing and it s time to disappear but they re always around somewhere and you move and you show and your fingers point and off they go and you breath and they know and they hear you when you re tippy toe and there s a lot of them and you re only one and your nerves at every shadow say to turn and run and they d like you to turn they d like you to run would the backstreet boys the backstreet boys the backstreet boys the backstreet boys 