The first time wasn't like the last
Funny how present turns past
Things we do together
Waiting on forever
Hoping that I never come down
Never fall out
The way we turn around, grind it out, those squeaky sounds
Don't pull me down
Waiting on November, all October
So much energy my cup may spill over
I don't wanna be sober, take over
Yeah
God couldn't take us any higher
Fire, desire
Don't take me down
Those squeaky sounds, in and out
Just hear me out