We are standing on the edge I feel my luck could change It's gonna be a glorious day Pull me out of the aircrash Pull me out of the lake 'Cause I'm I'm your superhero I'm I'm on a roll I'm I'm on a roll this time Kill me, Sarah

I hurt so bad inside. I wish you could see the world through my eyes. It stays the same. You dirty little fuck. I'm out here by myself. Ready to blow my head off. I just want to laugh again. Dirty little fuck.

'Cause you are my lady and I'm I'm your man Whenever you reach for me I'll do all that I can We're heading for something somewhere I've never been Sometimes I am frightened but I'm I'm ready to learn 'Bout the power of love The whispers in the morning of lovers

And on on, and on, and on we go You are the love of my life We love who we are but now it's gone Let's leave before we eat each other alive This time we know we know Can't get her out of my head This place is a mess Holding onto cobwebs

Oh, the guns of Brixton You can crush us You can bruise us But you'll have to answer to When they kick out your front door How you gonna come? With your hands on your head Or on the trigger of your gun Shot down on the pavement

Can't get you out of my head Out of, out of my head Out of my headphones It's like the record stopped spinning And you're gone again and I'm I'm stuck here alone I turn it up, you turn me on It takes me back It takes all night long

I'm out the door, I'm on my ass again like every night before I'm I'm off the wall, out of my fucking mind, I'm out of control I'll be the end of her, I'm in her head and in control She's let me in, now take a sip and let the show begin The floor's all

I'll just be the outcast I guess I'll be the outcast I'm I'm high off the music, my head's in the clouds I kinda like it up here, I am not comin' down I'd rather be alone, I am not good in crowds Which is kinda confusin', I've not been that way since I was a

Since I met you Baby I'm I'm happy as a man can be Well since I met you Baby You made a new man out of me I used to wake up in the morning with an aching head I couldn't remember anything I'd said My friends told me I was gun outta line If it wasn't for you

Remember me to Roxy Anne You know she's still lovely The last time you saw me That you only saw the back of my head Southern Pacific Tell her I was on the move Red, white and blue Where are we running to? Over the wide plains