Six days straight and you're demanding results
"Let's make this summer a good one"
No time for love except the weekend
I know that the title isn't fun now
You're spending weightless time in the air
And your beverage causes your skirt to lift

Touch the ground
It won't be so bad to be consumed by fire,
This could be your last chance
From the love seat, it's so safe and easy
Ottoman to bedspread,
Straight line trajectory

Your skin is sticking to the fake leather of the couch
And as she looks up she doesn't recognize the face
And this is not the first time

6 days straight without, without a call,
His heart is legally dead
And you are dumping dirt on top
Without the title you can jump from
Boy to boy and couch to couch
And never be burned by feeling

Touch the ground
It won't be so bad to be consumed by fire,
This could be your last chance
From the love seat, it's so safe and easy
Ottoman to bedspread,
Straight line trajectory

And I know that by this time next week,
You'll be the one waiting at his front door
You'll say some things you'll never mean
Trying to excuse/explain
Just get it, she's a waste of time

And I wont be afraid to
Touch the ground
It won't be so bad to be consumed by fire,
This could be your last chance
From the love seat, it's so safe and easy
Ottoman to bedspread,
Straight line trajectory
[Repeat 3X]