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