It's comin' up kind of slow and he's pretty hard Kind of if sometime it could be made Kind of wonderin' if she run away
And he thinks he knows her, but he knows her name He the kind of girls, the kind he cannot tame
He he knows her, yeah, he only knows her name She never got it right to ride the bullet It's just a cryin', yeah, it's just a cryin'
It's rollin' up me, it's building up inside me And these kind of feelings, they cannot be they all wanna see the ugly side of fame They the kind, the kind they cannot tame
Yeah, they all wanna see the side of fame They the kind of girl, the kind they cannot tame She got it right to ride the bullet train just a cryin', yeah, it's just a cryin' shame
Whoa! I'd like to something, anything Besides a shame, a crying shame Whoa! I'd like to feel something, Besides a crying shame, a crying
kind of flattering, but it's frightening just the same But you gotta get out now you gotta entertain You can your emotions, and then you tune your brain And one half thinks, the other half's
But they all like the kind, the kind they tame And you gotta get out there now you gotta She never got it right to the bullet train It's just a cryin', yeah, it' a cryin' shame
But we can play that game, yeah, we can play that Oh, we can that game, yeah, we can play that game And all the dreams are comin' true and the too