Baby, I'm not made of stone, it hurts
Loving you the way I do, it hurts
Hold tight, it's a sing-along
I'm alright, I'm alright, but I could be wrong, baby
I know you remember me
'53 in the back of the [bad word] on
You could at least try and look at me
Oh man, oh man, what a tragedy, haha
Bang, bang, there goes paradise
I chill why we always had to roll the dice, la la
Heartbeat in the regular
Two seats in the back of the cinema, hazy
Ah yeah, you're forgettin' it
And all the mad [bad word] we did after that, crazy
Your [bad word] on, baby
I swear you're giving me shivers, shivers
Baby, I'm not made of stone, it hurts
Loving you the way I do, it hurts
When all that's left to do is watch it burn
Oh baby, I'm not made of stone, it hurts
Hold on, it's a marathon [bad word]