The Bike Song

[Verse 1]
Never liked riding my old bike
Any sort of speed, I feared for my life
Trying to balance it never felt right
I never liked that old bike

[Verse 2]
You always liked the wild side
Always chose the worst ways to ride
I never kept up, though I tried
You always liked the wild side

[Chorus]
But the hill was too steep on the way down
And you smashed your head into the playground
And the blood was streaming down your knees
And you were back on it by the weekend
But when I saw the crack in your helmеt, I cried
Now I just keep my old bike inside
Whеn I saw the crack in the pavement, I cried
Now I just keep that old bike inside

[Verse 3]
I never liked to pick sides
With Mom and Dad, [?] you know it, they're [?]
It's better to pass by with "It's fine"
I never liked to pick sides

[Chorus]
But the hill was too steep on the way down
And you smashed your head into the playground
And the blood was streaming down your knees
And you were back on it by the weekend
But when I saw the crack in your helmet, I cried
Now I just keep that old bike inside
Inside, all the time
When I saw the crack in the pavement, I cried
Now I just keep that old bike inside