It's comin' up kind of slow and he's lookin' pretty Kind of wonderin' if sometime it be made of wonderin' if she should run away
And he thinks he knows her, but he only her name He likes the kind of girls, the kind he tame
He thinks he her, yeah, he only knows her name She never got it right to ride the train It's just a cryin', yeah, it's a cryin' shame
It's rollin' up inside me, building up inside me And these kind of feelings, they cannot be 'Cause they all wanna see the side of fame like the kind, the kind they cannot tame
Yeah, they all wanna see the ugly of fame They like the kind of girl, the kind they cannot She got it right to ride the bullet train It's just a cryin', yeah, it's just a cryin'
Whoa! I'd to feel something, anything a crying shame, a crying shame Whoa! I'd like to something, anything Besides a crying shame, a shame
It's kind of flattering, but it's frightening the same But you gotta get out there now you gotta You can tune emotions, and then you tune your brain And one half thinks, the other half's
But all like the kind, the kind they cannot tame And you get out there now you gotta entertain She never got it right to the bullet train It's just a cryin', yeah, it' a cryin' shame
But we can play that game, yeah, we can that game Oh, we can play that game, yeah, we can play game And all the are comin' true and the nightmares too