I am having trouble summoning all of the nights we spent in the same bed
We were so wrong for each other I went to a doctor to examine my head
He made no impression, just an indent on a cushion 'til I fluffed it out
Mostly I was lonely for the horse that had just thrown me so we pranced about
Throwing around words like love
What a lazy girl I was
What a cliffhanger
Butterfingers slipping off the edge
And all we want to know
Will he be the hero
Or will she plummet to her death
What a cliffhanger
I can talk all day about the one that got away, it's as easy as pie
The familiar smell of him, expressions never wearing thin and time flew by
I slept between his shoulder blades, I really thought we had it made, ace in the hole
But there's thin ice in paradise, with climates undecided between hot and cold
One day he turned his back on me
He didn't do it lovingly
What a cliffhanger
Butterfingers slipping off the edge
And all we want to know
Will he be the hero
Or will she plummet to her death
What a cliffhanger
What a cliffhanger
Butterfingers slipping off the edge
I've been asked to dinner and this one looks like a winner, I've just got a hunch
A little bird is telling me that if I'm patient there might be breakfast and lunch
To see if I was right or wrong
Stick around for my next song