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