Well, we rifle through the night. Like riders on the run now, in the street. Holding back the blinding light. 'Cause a thousand eyes can be so indiscreet.
You swore you'd never again let yourself be tempted. Too many times in the past when you've opened up your heart. You've had it broken in pieces by too many lies.
Growin' up he was tagged a rebel. She was the smoke, he was the fire. They had the time of their lives together. Turning it up higher and higher. . Now people talk about the two of them.