I won't let you bring me back, bring me back
I won't let you bring me back, bring me back
you can throw all the fitz and the tantrums you want
but I won't let you bring, bring me back down.
way back in '95
scraped knees, tough love, ah yeah
grass stains were just a sign of the times
big kids, look at us now
too adult to say, "big whoop"
let any old bummer get under my hide
but ooh I'm gonna take control...
I won't let you bring me back,
bring me back DOWN IN THE DUMPS!
I won't let you bring me back,
bring me back DOWN IN THE DUMPS!
so I'll walk that tightrope wire
but what am I really made of? yeah
scared of heights like i'm scared of falling in love
but ooh i'm gonna take control...
I won't let you bring me back,
bring me back DOWN IN THE DUMPS!
I won't let you bring me back,
bring me back DOWN IN THE DUMPS!
you can throw all the fitz and the tantrums you want
but I won't let you bring, bring me back down.
so think back to '95
and reach arms length deep ah yeah
cause they'll try to pierce your childhood hide