Fine Is Fine

Talk over, talk over every little sound Gone 20 on 30, can't we just be friends? So you're looking for a ride? Saw you coming up the side Lean your head upon the window For a while and take it out Who sent you? Who made you? Why are you looking around? Who caught you? Who kept you? Kept you for a while So you're going for a ride? Say "I'm boiling up inside" But if you're going Then come on and choose a side 'Cause it's getting tired, tired Love's leaving, ice breaking Why does it always feel fine? Why's it always feel fine?