"˜Cause here we're standing on a train,
Holding our tickets to the fight down on parkway.
Hold my head up straight I the quicksand
Because I'm starting to hate girl
Oh yeah I'm starting to hate girl
And in these times I've cried and I left my fingers on
Oh"¦ I'm letting you know now,
I'm high on a fence looking right, wanna let go
More than you are it takes strength to find thee.
Because I'm starting to hate girl
Oh yeah I'm starting to hate girl
and in these times I've cried and I'll left my fingers on