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