Lyrics End of the World - Matt Alber feat. The Cello Street Quartet
I
dont
wanna
ride
this
rollercoaster
Think
I
wanna
get
off
But
they
buckled
me
down
Like
it's
the
end
of
the
world
If
you
don't
wanna
have
this
conversation
Then
you
better
get
out
Cause
we're
climbing
to
our
death
At
least
that's
what
they
want
you
to
think
Just
in
case
we
jump
the
track
I
have
a
confession
to
make
It's
something
like
a
corkscrew
I
don't
wanna
fall,
I
don't
wanna
fly
I
don't
wanna
be
dangled
over
The
edge
of
a
dying
romance
But
I
don't
wanna
stop
I
don't
wanna
lie
I
don't
wanna
believe
it's
over
I
just
wanna
stay
with
you
tonight
I
didn't
mean
to
scream
out
quite
so
loudly
When
we
screeched
to
a
halt
I'm
just
never
prepared
For
the
end
of
the
ride
Maybe
we
should
get
on
something
simpler
Like
a
giant
balloon
But
I've
got
two
tickets
left
and
so
do
you
Instead
of
giving
them
away
to
some
stranger
Let's
make
them
count,
come
on
Let's
get
back
in
line
again
and
ride
the
big
one
Don't
you
wanna
fall,
don't
you
wanna
fly
Don't
you
wanna
be
dangled
over
The
edge
of
this
aching
romance
If
it's
gonna
end
then
I
wanna
know
That
we
squeezed
out
every
moment
But
if
there's
nothing
left
can
you
tell
me
why
That
it
is
you're
holding
onto
me
Like
it's
the
end
of
the
world
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