Coldfront Heatstroke

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