Walking through the city streets, is it by mistake or design? I feel so alone on a friday night, can you make it feel like home if I tell you you are mine? It is like I told you honey, dont make me sad, dont make me cry. Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough, I dont know why. Keep making me laugh, let's go get high. The road is long, we carry on, try to have fun on the meantime. Come and take a walk on the wild side, let me kiss you hard on the pouring rain. You like your girls insane, choose your last words. This is the last time, cause baby you and I, we were born to die.