Rollercoaster

Roller coaster
Anticipation with a hint of summer
The perfect recipe for any lover
Looking to have themselves thinking forever
Depends on the weather

Roller coaster
It started and then it ended even faster
It didn’t take either long to discover
That both of their voices could get much louder
That they had thought

Rubbing your hands over your eyes starts a fire
You usеd to run down the street at night
But now you nearly go outside

Rollеr coaster
She hates the way he has to hover over
Her like a plane, as if he’s undercover
She goes insane, he says he doesn’t love her
Enough to stay

Roller coaster
She’s got a baby bump, she calls him over
But he does not show up, they both get colder
He thinks he’s warm enough but never sober
To realize he’s stuck

Rubbing your hands over your eyes starts a fire
You used to run down the street at night
But now you hardly go outside