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