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