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