Verse 1:
When she was a little girl she travelled all over
this big wide world.
She says it's not what you do, it's the way
that you do it that really counts.
Chorus 1:
I'm not your rollercoaster girl,
I'm just a boy and I've got no sty-y-yle.
I'm the bullet, you're the gun
if you pull the trigger and we'll both be gone.
Verse 2:
It's not what you say, it's the way that you say it
that really hurts.
I know I'm not alone but I'm feeling so lonely,
don't you understand?
Chorus 2:
I don't know know what you're saying girl,
I'm just a boy, and I got no style....
Chorus 3: Short shrift on the weekend wars,
bad drugs and minor cho-o-ords.
Short shrift on the weekend wars,
bad drugs and minor cho-o-ords
Piano Solo
Chorus:
I'm not you roller coaster girl,
I'm just a boy and I got no sty-y-le (5x)