But I hit myself
My aim was off that day
Maybe that's all we need
More violence
To knock some sense into us
I faked making love
To avoid a headache
What else are we gonna do?
Maybe that's all I need
A little rough sex
To knock some sense into me
Chorus:
What am I gonna do?
It's all, all about you
How come I can't see
This is reckless driving
On the wrong damn streets
I rode a motorcycle
So I wouldn't die
But no cars came my way
It's just black leather and a bike forever
And a one-way trip to hell
Chorus:
What am I gonna do?
It's all, all about you
How come I can't see
This is reckless driving
On the wrong damn streets
I'm so drunk that I can't see
Where we're going or why you hit me
Speeding down a street that I don't know
Why we're falling or where you go...
You go...
Chorus:
What am I gonna do?
It's all, all about you
How come I can't see
This is reckless driving
On the wrong damn streets
And so I can't see you
When we crash on the avenue
I didn't know where I was
Didn't know if this was love
And I was speeding on
I was speeding on
So fast that I couldn't see
It was reckless driving
On the wrong damn streets