I don't know why I make your sparks fly And bring you down and I steal away all your tears (yes I do) Are we messed up like oil and water Or I'm an octane and maybe you're the fire
Don't want to throw you but this thing is going nowhere Don't want to throw you but this thing is up in the air
It's like eating a razor sandwich when Under your tree while in a lightning storm (yes it is) If my music is dead to your ears And your friends hate it but I can't change my form, oh no
Don't want to throw you but this thing is going nowhere Don't want to throw you but this thing is up in the air
You're so pushy and I won't take that And did you notice I'm moving on my way. Yes.