I guess I just must be a daredevil. I don't feel anything until I smash it up. I'm caught on the cold, caught on the hot, not so with the warm a lot. And all I want's a confidant to help me laugh it off. And don't let me ruin me. I may need a chaperone. Say I'm an airplane and the gashes I got from my heart break. Make the slots and the flaps upon my wing and I use them to give me lift. Hip, hip for the lift. Hip, hip for the drag. I want them all in my bag. Oh, give me anything and I'll turn it into a gift. But don't let me ruin me. I may need a chaperone. Seek me out. Look at, look at, look at, look at me. I'm all the fishes in the sea. Wake me up. Give me, give me, give me what you got in your mind in the middle of the night. Maybe you let me look out for you. Protect what I found in you and never let it stop. And then that way you let me stay skirting the skirt like I want to. And I will try hard to hold on to you with open arms. But don't let me ruin me. I may need a chaperone. Thank you for watching!