<!-- Page Code:TXVtZm9yZCAmiFNvbnMgLSBDb2xkiEFybXMg --> (verse 1) weekend wreckers take the streets with abandon in their eyes but in our bedroom we're bloodshot and beat and never so alive (hook) and i know what's on your mind god knows i put it there but if i took it back we'd be nowhere you'd be nowhere again (verse 2) now look at you all torn up i left you
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