Died last night in my dreams Walking the streets Of some old ghost town I tried to believe In God and James Dean But Hollywood sold out
There he goes My baby walks so slow Sexual tic-tac-toe Yeah I know we both know It isn't time, no But could you be m-mine?
So I got my boots on, got the right 'mount of leather And I'm doing me up with a black color liner And I'm workin' my strut but I know it don't matter All we need in this world is some love There's a thin line 'tween the dark side and the light side baby tonight It's a struggle gotta rumble trying to find it
I got the need for speedin' on a hot night Pushing 150, just to get a rise There's no comfort in comfort, I need the edge But the edge keeps drifting, it's all in my head
Gotta get out Gotta get outside I gotta get outside of my mind Before I rip it out I'm on a drive I'm on a nightdrive I gotta get a little trip, get twisted And ride it out
Cold as ice And more bitter than a december Winter night That's how I treated you And I know that I I sometimes tend to lose my temper And I cross the line Yeah that's the truth
Staring at the ceiling in the dark Sheets are in a knot My heart is like a rock, hey Pictures flashing by inside my head I’m hanging by a thread But I’d do it all again, yeah
