Action Item - Boy With The Microphone Lyrics
She wonders why she's aloneShe hates when we're on the roadCause she's stuck at homeAlways fallin' for the boy with the microphoneNothing tastes the same,This California airWhen we take the stage,No holding back,Cause nothing can compareI second guess myself (I second guess myself),Every time I look into the crowdI hope to see her face,But I don't,And we drive to the next townShe wonders why she's aloneShe hates when we're on the roadCause she's stuck at homeAlways fallin' for the boy with the microphoneCause this town comes alive,But only at night.And I'm putting all the pieces back,Together in my mind.I second guess myself (I second guess myself)Every time I look into the crowdI hope to see her face,But I don't,And we drive to the next town.She waits for me to comeShe looks at me like the first time she fell in loveShe wonders why she's aloneShe hates when we're on the roadCause she's stuck at homeAlways fallin' for the boy with the microphoneShe won't belong,She always sets herself forShe lost it allShe always sets herself up for the fall
