Coldfront Heatstroke Songtext
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Coldfront Heatstroke Songtext
Got a girl she′s the talk of the town
I'm scared of wavering but she′s scared of settling down
We're one of a kind but there's a catch
I caught through the grapevine that she′s everything I′m not, no
She's a pro and I′m a convict, caught red handed trying to hold on
I've got a lose hand, can′t get a grip, she's on a power trip trippin on my weakness
Can′t stand still when they're lighter than air
You better bid farewell, they're a goner with the wind
I know a girl like that. When I′m in she′s out and when I'm out she′s in
Cause she's a cold front, giving me a heatstroke
She′s a hit song, ending on a weak note
I go high, she goes low; it's a long roller coaster ride
She′s a saint with a smile on a Sunday
Going out, getting wild on a Monday
Took two weeks to say hello, now I'm too weak to say goodbye
She was honey and I'm a bee
I started dying away when I was forced to sting
I′m buzzing around with no hope to heal
Until I drop like a fly, yeah, she′s a true buzz kill
She can't stand still when I′m lighter than air
She better bid farewell or I'm a goner with the wind
Am I a guy like that? It′s easier said than making right ends meet in the end
I tried holding her close; she said she just needed more time
So I let her go; suddenly, I was the bad guy
I think it's all just a game that she′s playing with my mind
Like a soap opera twist, left me confused like
She forgot her lines in a scene that she wrote
Plays an evil villain, calls herself a hero
She feels secure and sound and I feel like I'm losing my mind
I'm scared of wavering but she′s scared of settling down
We're one of a kind but there's a catch
I caught through the grapevine that she′s everything I′m not, no
She's a pro and I′m a convict, caught red handed trying to hold on
I've got a lose hand, can′t get a grip, she's on a power trip trippin on my weakness
Can′t stand still when they're lighter than air
You better bid farewell, they're a goner with the wind
I know a girl like that. When I′m in she′s out and when I'm out she′s in
Cause she's a cold front, giving me a heatstroke
She′s a hit song, ending on a weak note
I go high, she goes low; it's a long roller coaster ride
She′s a saint with a smile on a Sunday
Going out, getting wild on a Monday
Took two weeks to say hello, now I'm too weak to say goodbye
She was honey and I'm a bee
I started dying away when I was forced to sting
I′m buzzing around with no hope to heal
Until I drop like a fly, yeah, she′s a true buzz kill
She can't stand still when I′m lighter than air
She better bid farewell or I'm a goner with the wind
Am I a guy like that? It′s easier said than making right ends meet in the end
I tried holding her close; she said she just needed more time
So I let her go; suddenly, I was the bad guy
I think it's all just a game that she′s playing with my mind
Like a soap opera twist, left me confused like
She forgot her lines in a scene that she wrote
Plays an evil villain, calls herself a hero
She feels secure and sound and I feel like I'm losing my mind
Writer(s): Jonathan Williams, Michael Paul Phillips, Bryson Phillips Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com