He's a kiddie ride
I'm a little too tall
We both know the ways
He like to make you small
A little ego boost
A little rush of adrenaline
It won't last through the weekend
At the carnival
He makes a prize of his own name
Borrowing your tickets
To play any game
He's gonna lose a few rounds
Then take you down
With him
It won't last through the weekend
Maybe you got time to waste but I don't
Maybe you got money to burn but I won't
Maybe you got love to lose
Maybe you won't heed or hear this warning
But you'll be worse off Monday morning
At the talent show
He's braggin' bout 8th place
But no one in the room
Asked about a race
You'll give him trophies anyway
But it won't make him stay
For the love you send
It won't last through the weekend
It won't last through the weekend
Besides you can have him
