You Must Be This Tall (To Ride This Emotional Roller Coaster)

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Pre-Chorus
I finally saw the warning sign,
Right there where I should’ve stood in line.

Chorus
🎵 You must be this tall to ride this emotional roller coaster,
Mine said, “Sorry, ma’am… you’re still too sober.”
One minute it’s sunshine, next minute it’s rain,
Then you’re screamin’ my name like a runaway train.
Whiplash ain’t covered by my insurance card,
And my sanity done wandered clear outta the yard.
If crazy’s an amusement park, brother, you’re the poster—
Guess I don’t meet the height requirement
To ride your emotional roller coaster.

Verse 2
You slam the door dramatic, then call before I’m home,
Tell me I’m your soulmate while flirtin’ on your phone.
You hand me flowers Tuesday, then weeds on Wednesday night,
Livin’ with your mood swings oughta come with safety lights.

Pre-Chorus
I searched around for common sense…
Turns out it wasn’t in your maintenance.

Chorus
🎵 You must be this tall to ride this emotional roller coaster,
But I’d rather spend my Friday on a John Deere mower.
At least that thing goes in a straight line,
Don’t leave me guessin’ every doggone time.
You’re all loop-de-loops and upside-down,
King of the world’s most confusing town.
If heartbreak sold tickets, you’d sure be the promoter…
Guess I don’t meet the height requirement
To ride your emotional roller coaster.

Bridge
The Ferris wheel looked peaceful.
The carousel seemed nice.
But your ride’s got duct tape holdin’ on
And nobody checked it twice!

Final Chorus
🎵 You must be this tall to ride this emotional roller coaster,
Well, honey, keep your ticket—I’m officially over.
I’ll find somebody steady with four-wheel drive,
Who doesn’t change directions every five minutes of life.
You can keep your drama, your twists and your dives,
I’m lookin’ for a love that don’t require a waiver to survive.
They oughta hang a big ol’ sign where everybody can see:
“Warning: Frequent mood swings. Ride at your own risk. No refunds. No guarantees.”

Outro
Yeah… I wasn’t too short…
I was just smart enough to stay behind the fence.

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Verse 1 Well, I thought I’d found forever in a pair of blue-eyed boots, Till Monday said, “I love you,” and Tuesday yelled, “We’re through.” By Wednesday you were cryin’, Thursday swore I’d hung the moon, Friday packed your bags again… by Saturday back at noon. Pre-Chorus I finally saw the warning sign, Right there where I should’ve stood in line. Chorus 🎵 You must be this tall to ride this emotional roller coaster, Mine said, “Sorry, ma’am… you’re still too sober.” One minute it’s sunshine, next minute it’s rain, Then you’re screamin’ my name like a runaway train. Whiplash ain’t covered by my insurance card, And my sanity done wandered clear outta the yard. If crazy’s an amusement park, brother, you’re the poster— Guess I don’t meet the height requirement To ride your emotional roller coaster. Verse 2 You slam the door dramatic, then call before I’m home, Tell me I’m your soulmate while flirtin’ on your phone. You hand me flowers Tuesday, then weeds on Wednesday night, Livin’ with your mood swings oughta come with safety lights. Pre-Chorus I searched around for common sense… Turns out it wasn’t in your maintenance. Chorus 🎵 You must be this tall to ride this emotional roller coaster, But I’d rather spend my Friday on a John Deere mower. At least that thing goes in a straight line, Don’t leave me guessin’ every doggone time. You’re all loop-de-loops and upside-down, King of the world’s most confusing town. If heartbreak sold tickets, you’d sure be the promoter… Guess I don’t meet the height requirement To ride your emotional roller coaster. Bridge The Ferris wheel looked peaceful. The carousel seemed nice. But your ride’s got duct tape holdin’ on And nobody checked it twice! Final Chorus 🎵 You must be this tall to ride this emotional roller coaster, Well, honey, keep your ticket—I’m officially over. I’ll find somebody steady with four-wheel drive, Who doesn’t change directions every five minutes of life. You can keep your drama, your twists and your dives, I’m lookin’ for a love that don’t require a waiver to survive. They oughta hang a big ol’ sign where everybody can see: “Warning: Frequent mood swings. Ride at your own risk. No refunds. No guarantees.” Outro Yeah… I wasn’t too short… I was just smart enough to stay behind the fence.

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