End of the World (Morgan Page Pop Mix Radio Edit)

I don't wanna ride this rollercoaster

Think I wanna get off

But they've buckled me down

Like it's the end of the world

If you don't wanna have this conversation

Then you'd better get out

'Cause we're climbin' 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

But 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 this dying romance

And 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

I've got two tickets left and so do you

Instead of giving them away to some stranger

Let's make 'em count, c'mon

Let's get back in the 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?

And 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 holdin' onto me

Like it's the end of the world?

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