Our relationship is like a ride at a state fair Give it few more weeks and it wont be there It's meant to be taken down It's meant to be torn apart And honestly we both knew that from the start But like a ride up high on a Ferris Wheel It aint wrong to feel like you can fly Knowing that you'll come back down At the end of the ride Our relationship is like a burning star, I guess. And once our time runs out there will be nothing left It's meant to shed its light, and its meant to some day die. And honestly we both know that tonight is that night But like a shooting star in a valid sky It aint wrong to stop and to smile Even though you just witnessed its demise.