Twist my arm and tug my sleeve I mount the globe and then I beg to leave Blinding sun, demented shade It's easy to love you from farther away Slingshot Slingshot I'm on top Slingshot My heart is right, my aim is true And Madeline hates me, whatever I do Too self-aware, I sell my shares And pray my stock won't plummet enough to meet you there Slingshot Slingshot I'm on top Slingshot Twist my arm and tug my sleeve I mount the globe and then I beg to leave Blinding sun, demented shade It's easy to love you from farther away Slingshot Slingshot I'm on top Slingshot Slingshot Slingshot I'm on top Slingshot