I remember we were driving driving in your car,
the speed so fast I felt like I was drunk.
City lights lay out before us and your arm
felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder.
And I had a feeling that I belonged.
And I had a feeling I could be someone.

You got a fast car, but is it fast enough so we can fly away?
We gotta make a decision, we leave tonight or live and die this way.