My arm is tingling

Maybe it's asleep

My arm is tingling
And it doesn't want to move

Maybe it's a stroke

My arm is tingling
And it doesn't want to move
And my heart feels like it just stopped

Maybe it's a heart attack

My arm is tingling
And it doesn't want to move
And my heart feels like it just stopped
And I can't seem to think straight

Maybe it's a brain tumor

My arm is tingling
And it doesn't want to move
And my heart feels like it just stopped
And I can't seem to think straight
And I'm sweating like I'm guilty

Maybe I've got rabies

My arm is tingling
And it doesn't want to move
And my heart feels like it just stopped
And I can't seem to think straight
And I'm sweating like I'm guilty
And all I want to do is run and hide

Maybe I'm insane

Because my arm is tingling
Where she brushed against it
And it doesn't want to move
I don't want to move it
And my heart feels like it just stopped
As she leans in to me to ask a question
And I can't seem to think straight
When I try to answer
And I'm sweating like I'm guilty
When I close my eyes and think of her
And all I want to do is run and hide

Because maybe I'm insane
Maybe I'm misreading
Maybe she's just friendly
Maybe I would ruin it
Maybe I'm not good enough
Maybe she's crazy
Maybe I would hurt her
Maybe she would hurt me
Maybe I'm just sick
Maybe my arm's just asleep
Maybe I'm just having a stroke
Maybe it's just a heart attack
Maybe it's just a brain tumor
Maybe It's just rabies

Why couldn't it be rabies?
Maybe something bit me
And I clean forgot about it
And it's just showing up now
As she invites me to the table
And she sits close beside me
And she smiles at my jokes
And she asks about my day
Because none of that makes sense
Unless a raccoon bit me last week
While I was taking out the garbage
And I clean forgot about it
Because these things just happen
And why make a big fuss
Over something as trivial as a raccoon bite
But now I've got rabies
And I'm crazy and imagining things
And I'm probably scared of water
And a month from now when I'm dead
She'll be there at my funeral
Crying on my friend's shoulder
Saying that I seemed like a nice guy
But she never really got to know me
And oh, if only
If only she had recognized the signs