You're the one stepping on the back of my 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 else The lights are low and so ready already on your way to the door
You're at the bar, the gives you a free drink And when she's You bullets spill the drink and you leave
leaves the party Except a 20-something You turn and run, you me up
You're the one stepping on the of my shoes You're the one me as a muse the one with the jet pack strapped to your back Ready to go, to go
So, the way you act, is it an act To some strange ritual? A nervous reaction?
Hey, it's just me, set free Why don't you let me know going on Inside your cluttered
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 pack strapped to your Ready to go, to go
What the are you talking about? Is that what you say? If I were to out loud it make you turn away? Just a curious question to about
If it was you and me and else you want me to want to be ready to go? Would you wanna take the lights down
the one stepping on the back of my shoes You're the one using me as a You're the one with the jet pack strapped to back to go, ready to go
Hey, just me, set yourself free Why you let me know what's going on? Hey, it's just me, set free Why don't you let me know what's on?
Hey, it's just me, set yourself Why don't you let me what's going on? Hey, just me, set yourself free