Got a girl shes the of the town Im scared of but shes scared of settling down Were one of a but theres a catch I caught through the grapevine that shes Im not, no Shes a pro and Im a convict, caught red trying to hold on Ive got a lose hand, can't get a grip, shes on a power trippin on my weakness Can't stand still they're lighter than air You better bid farewell, they're a with the wind I know a like that. When Im in shes out and when Im out shes in Cause shes a cold front, me a heatstroke Shes a hit song, on a weak note I go high, she goes low; its a long roller coaster Shes a saint with a smile on a out, getting wild on a Monday Took two to say hello, now Im too weak to say goodbye She was and Im a bee I started dying away I was forced to sting Im buzzing around with no hope to Until I like a fly, yeah, shes a true buzz kill She can't stand still Im lighter than air She better bid farewell or Im a goner the wind Am I a guy like that? Its easier said than right ends meet in the end I holding her close; she said she just needed more time So I let her go; suddenly, I was the bad guy I think its all a game that she's playing with my mind Like a soap opera twist, left me like She forgot her in a scene that she wrote Plays an evil villain, calls herself a She feels secure and sound and I feel like Im my mind