i put it on youput you in a lose-losefor nothing morethan to see what you’ll do
’cause i’ll lay sleepless all nightwith the last drink on my breathand you won’t give a damnwhen you think of what’s next
just to spark my nostalgia i drive these streetsthough i always hoped in the past this would never be me
a question i pose to myself in penare these means to an end or just dreams i pretend?
there was fireand raintroubled waterthat springthere was an axiomand it was you