Everybody's kickin' the new tires on Max's truckAlmost past his shoulders, the girls wonder if he has to jumpAt a rival high school party, they made Max sorry he showed upThey could only slap Max in the face, but Max didn't show upGosh, the driver's rear, cause the knife got stuckTreaded through the snow across the city to your porchCute little cherubim Christmas lights adorn their hornsDo your parents know I'm over?Do they know I'm...Sober like before?Since you never told them about me and I laughed on the floorWouldn't get me anyways, I'm sureI forgot to askAbout the fragile things you hold so dearI don't mean to brag at allYou just saw me at the river, my girlGoing to spring in disentangledClips like aCity prepI just wanna play hard to getWith these mean eyesAnd all the old whispersIn the reportCan you hear, Antony?What's going on?Hmmm, fine.A butterfly showing off his wingsIn the pages of a journalHe choreos the turns of his next routineThen the swarm floats back to the backing trackAnd lets him breathePatch it up and get back on the streetI forgot to askAbout the fragile things you hold so dearI don't meanTo brag at allYou just saw meUp the riverMy girlYou just saw meUp the riverMy girlYou just saw meUp the riverMy girlYou just saw meUp the riverMy girl