i can't put out your fire



i know it's too late



i can't be up for hire



it's not my best trait



the gallow glass is cracking



it's starting to smash



how can you cry



without blinking a lash



you're feeling cross and wavy



on the edge of the cuff



you're pushing and popping



you can't get enough



you wish that it was over



you never slow down



you're looking for kicks



there's nothing around



you can't hold on too long



it's alright



you can't hold on too



long it's alright



you're surrounded by the laughing boys



they puncture your style



they send for their bandanas



you try for their smile



you'd like to come in colors



you don't know which one



you can't be too choosy



it's just for fun