You've gotta be gentle with these fragile things
But it's a heavy hand all dressed in silver rings
Speakers hiding under dirty floorboards
Playing the ninth on repeat
I didn't think we were playing for slips
I didn't think I'd be beat
Well she likes racing to red lights
Stoking her ego
How can things improve if you're just too scared move
Green light means go
I wanna grab you by your shoulders, shake you 'til you've found some sense
I should've acted like a man but I was overwhelmed and tense
Well I'm spent you've got your message across
And it's clear that you don't know what it is
Old coat check tags and dirty dashboard decorations
A guilty pleasure, back-burner one-off weekend vaction
Well she likes racing to red lights
Stoking her ego
How can things improve if you're just too scared move
Green light means
Yeah, she likes racing to red lights
Stoking her ego
How can things improve if you're just too scared move
Green light means go
