Got a girl shes the of the town Im scared of wavering but scared of settling down one of a kind but theres a catch I caught through the grapevine that shes 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, shes on a trip trippin on my weakness Can't stand still when they're lighter air You better bid farewell, a goner with the wind I a girl like that. When Im in shes out and when Im out shes in Cause shes a front, giving me a heatstroke a hit song, ending on a weak note I go high, she goes low; its a roller coaster ride Shes a saint with a smile on a Going out, getting on a Monday Took two weeks to say hello, now Im too weak to say She was and Im a bee I started dying away when I was to sting Im buzzing around with no hope to Until I drop like a fly, yeah, shes a buzz kill She can't stand when Im lighter than air She better bid farewell or Im a with the wind Am I a guy like Its easier said than making right ends meet in the end I tried holding her close; she said she just needed more So I let her go; suddenly, I was the bad guy I think its all just a game that she's playing with my Like a opera twist, left me confused like She forgot her in a scene that she wrote Plays an villain, calls herself a hero She feels secure and sound and I feel like Im my mind