You're the one stepping on the of my shoes You're the one using me as a You're the one the jet pack strapped to your back to go
It's you are her and nobody The lights are low and so ready You're on your way to the door
You're at the bar, the tender gives you a drink And she's perfect You sweat bullets spill the and you leave
Everyone leaves the Except a 20-something You and run, you call me up
You're the one stepping on the of my shoes the one using me as a muse You're the one the jet pack strapped to your back to go, ready to go
So, the way you act, is it an act To some courtship ritual? A habitual nervous
Hey, it's just me, set yourself Why don't you let me know what's on your cluttered head?
You're the one stepping on the of my shoes You're the one using me as a You're the one with the jet strapped to your back Ready to go, to go
What the hell are you talking Is that you would say? If I to wonder out loud it make you turn away? Just a question to think about
If it was you and me and nobody Would you want me to want to be to go? Would you wanna take the lights down
You're the one stepping on the of my shoes You're the one me as a muse You're the one the jet pack strapped to your back Ready to go, to go
Hey, it's just me, set free Why don't you let me what's going on? Hey, it's me, set yourself free Why don't you let me know what's on?
Hey, just me, set yourself free Why don't you let me know going on? Hey, it's me, set yourself free