paroles de chanson 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