i can't put out your fire i know it's too late i can't be up for hire it's not my best trait the gallow glass is cracking it's starting to smash how can you cry without blinking a lash you're feeling cross and wavy on the edge of the cuff you're pushing and popping you can't get enough you wish that it was over you never slow down you're looking for kicks there's nothing around you can't hold on too long it's alright you can't hold on too long it's alright you're surrounded by the laughing boys they puncture your style they send for their bandanas you try for their smile you'd like to come in colors you don't know which one you can't be too choosy it's just for fun