Killers Walk

(Oh my God, Tiffany

He's right behind you!)

(Oh my God, Chad, run

We have to get out of here!)

Ooh, pick up the pace

You're in the thick of a third act chase

Running from a recently escaped nutcase

With a knife and mask of another man's face

Running the race, look at you go

Running so fast as he's moving so slow

But as you're 'bout to reach your plateau

Baby, there's one thing you need to know

Killers walk

Victims run, killers walk

He will catch you no matter how slow he might stalk

Slasher always gets the bimbo or the jock

Victims run, killers walk

Victims run, killers-

(It doesn't make sense!

How is he catching us

If we're running and he's walking?)

Ooh, still after you

Still coming at you with the Ginsu

You see a lake and think that he's screwed

As you both jump inside a canoe

Out in the blue, rowing away

No way for him to swim the whole bay

You think you'll live to see a new day?

Ha ha! Bitch, what did we just say?

Killers walk

(How? Is this guy fucking Jesus?)

Victims row, killers walk

Straight through the water like a motherfucking croc

You ain't safe just 'cause you left the fucking dock

Victims row, killers walk

Victims row, killers–

(Oh my God, it's a trucker, Tiffany

We're gonna be okay!)

You reach the road, and just your luck

You flag a passing semi truck

You tell the driver, "speed away"

He hits the gas, you're finally safe

You're flying now, the road is clear

But as you check the side-view mirror

He gives the window a little knock

'Cause victim's run but killers

Walk

Killers Walk

He's coming for your asses

Killers Walk

Even though he's slower than molasses

Killers Walk

Defies the laws of physics

Killers Walk

Please, don't ask specifics

Killers Walk

It's not supposed to make sense

It's just supposed to be scary