I get so nervous, I'm shaking. It's so I got no pride at all. It gets so bad but I just keep coming back for more. Guess I just get off on that stuff.
The devil's in the dreamin'. He tells you I'm not sleepin' in my hotel room alone. With nothing to believe in you dive into the traffic rising up. And it's so quiet, you're surprised and then you wake.
All I want is something good. It gets harder every time. She is leaving here tonight. Take a breath, take your time. Spread your wings and rise. . Make a mark upon the wall.