Slow Heat

Temporary attitude

Only she exudes

Memories slows her down

She says time is now

Wish I could follow suit

I've been hangin' round

A temporary attitude

Is something I could use

Slow heat is worse

Ah, than the actual burn

If she already knows something

That you're too old to learn

Slow heat

Slow heat

I never could

Get over the flame

Memory slows me down

Every day the same

Wish I could get a grip

Take hold of the reigns

But knowing me

I'll let 'em slip

Some things never change

Slow heat

Slow heat is worse

Ah, than the actual burn

If she already knows something

That you're too old to learn

She could have it all

And not give it a second thought

Or lose and not even notice

She's already moved on

Moved on