My shoes are slipping on and off
I'm laying on the ground
Screaming and yelling "I gotta get off"
This whirlwind, this roller coaster
This merry-go-round of love, pain, and torture
There's nothing else for us to do
Some high school kids, without a clue
We're gonna go up then down
and then we're gonna twist around
Don't think, don't talk, don't think about talking
When we're through here you won't be walking
Home straight, you'll be stumbling
My skirt's flying up
My hair is falling all about
I'm in the air so hold me up
Don't leave me with any doubt
On this
Whirlwind, this roller coaster
This merry-go-round of love, pain, and torture