walk the moon
down in the dumps
I won't let you bring me back, bring me back I won't let you bring me back, bring me back you can throw all the fitz and the tantrums you want but I won't let you bring, bring me back down way back in '95 scraped knees, tough love, ah yeah grass stains were just a sign of the times big kids, look at us now too adult to say, "big whoop" let any old bummer get under my hide but ooh I'm gonna take control I won't let you bring me back bring me back down in the dumps! I won't let you bring me back bring me back down in the dumps! so I'll walk that tightrope wire but what am I really made of? Yeah scared of heights like I'm scared of falling in love but ooh I'm gonna take control I won't let you bring me back bring me back down in the dumps! I won't let you bring me back bring me back down in the dumps! you can throw all the fitz and the tantrums you want but I won't let you bring, bring me back down so think back to '95 and reach arms length deep ah yeah cause they'll try to pierce your childhood hide but ooh I'm gonna take control