I can't believe we got worn by a five Fed with pie, man, you script what a lightning But your hands look so cold, I was feeling ashamed So I set them aflame with a lighter
And I will recall Why you're blowing your stack My baby does not want me back
I can't believe we got stuck in this hole This whole party's a bore, what a bummer When we finally greet earth, when we're on our home turf I'm a throw such a beautiful rager
And I will have fun While you're being a drag My baby does not want me back And I'm flying around Head over heels Somehow
Fire, fire, everywhere Fire, fire, everywhere
And I will become While you're blowing your stack My baby does not want me back And I'm fighting around Head over heels