Oh this love’s a rollercoaster

Do-do-do-do-do Ahh

Do-do-do-do-do Ahh

Do-do-do-do-do Ahh

We made out in the bathroom at a Halsey concert

You said you were lonely, I said I’d been hurt

You didn’t know it then, but you were my first

Didn’t think you would last, held on to your skirt

Oh this love’s a rollercoaster

Do-do-do-do-do Ahh

Do-do-do-do-do Ahh

Do-do-do-do-do Ahh

Oh this love’s a rollercoaster

Do-do-do-do-do Ahh

Do-do-do-do-do Ahh

Do-do-do-do-do Ahh

Oh, this love’s a rollercoaster

Called your mom, she said that she knew

Guess most friends don’t do the things we do

Back seats, long drives, didn’t mean it, slow dance

Don’t know if we’ll make it, hold on tight to your hand

Oh this love’s a rollercoaster

Do-do-do-do-do Ahh

Do-do-do-do-do Ahh

Do-do-do-do-do Ahh

Oh this love’s a rollercoaster

Do-do-do-do-do Ahh

Do-do-do-do-do Ahh

Do-do-do-do-do Ahh

Fighting about nothing, losing my mind

If I make you happy why you crying all the time

Fighting about nothing, losing my mind

If I make you happy why you crying all the time

Why you crying all the time

“I mean she said she was fine.”

“That doesn’t mean she is fine.”

“What? Why not?”

“Because women are conditioned by society to believe that expressing their emotions makes them appear irrational, high maintenance and crazy, so they minimize their needs and say they’re fine.”

“Oh, right”

Oh this love’s a rollercoaster

Do-do-do-do-do Ahh

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Do-do-do-do-do

Oh this love’s a rollercoaster

Do-do-do-do-do Ahh

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Oh this love’s a rollercoaster

Do-do-do-do-do Ahh

Do-do-do-do-do Ahh

Do-do-do-do-do Ahh

Oh, this love’s a rollercoaster

Do-do-do-do-do Ahh

Do-do-do-do-do Ahh

Do-do-do-do-do Ahh

Oh, this love’s a rollercoaster