(butch walker & chrystina lloree)



I just got on my plane today,

I don't know when i'm coming back.

Maybe a day or two, maybe a day or two.

I'm drivin' two hundred miles,

And haven't left the culdesac.

I'm feeling stuck like glue, i'm feeling stuck like glue.



(chorus)



I can wash my face, i can dress for real.

I can act like i'm cool, like it's no big deal.

As i stare at the clock, ¡®til the paint starts to peel.

I wonder what you're doin' right now.

I like to ride the ferris wheel, just to see how it feels.

Spinning round and around, then crashing to the ground.

Don't think i'm weird at all, it's just i feel so small.

When you start coming around, and i give up my crown.



(chorus)



I never get the hellos, i never get goodbyes (goodbye)

I never want to run and hide.


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