You've gotta be gentle with these fragile things But it's a heavy hand all dressed in silver rings Speakers hiding under dirty floorboards Playing the ninth on repeat I didn't think we were playing for slips I didn't think I'd be beat Well she likes racing to red lights Stoking her ego How can things improve if you're just too scared move Green light means go I wanna grab you by your shoulders, shake you 'til you've found some sense I should've acted like a man but I was overwhelmed and tense Well I'm spent you've got your message across And it's clear that you don't know what it is Old coat check tags and dirty dashboard decorations A guilty pleasure, back-burner one-off weekend vaction Well she likes racing to red lights Stoking her ego How can things improve if you're just too scared move Green light means Yeah, she likes racing to red lights Stoking her ego How can things improve if you're just too scared move Green light means go