Dreaming of revelry What a night for a dance, you know I'm a dancing machine With the fire in my bones, and the sweet taste of kerosene I get lost in the light, so high don't wanna come down To face the loss of the good thing, that I have found In the

Into the river below, running from the inferno I'll take all the blame, the front page, and the fame Into the river below You'll think I'm insane, but you'll all know my name I'm sick and I'm twisted I'm broken; you can't fix it Don't make me 'cause I'll

I know you know how All this time I spent slowing it down Now you wanna go fast, now I go fast Girl you best know how to fuck baby And to make love, the way you look Girl you best know how to fuck And to make love, girl, the way that you look The way

Uh-uh (whoa) Uh-uh (yeah) In my feelings (Why do I feel this way?) (No!) Uh-uh (whoa) And I don't know why I'm even still here Can't shake it off, I've been here for years on top of years And I, I'm ready to, I'm ready to, be off of you 'Cause I admit,

If I go will you follow me Oh oh oh-oh oh oh If I go will you follow me home tonight You don't have to be alone tonight Baby follow me Nothing ever last forever All we got is now or never Baby we're is good as gone Won't you follow me home

There goes the alarm Now he gotta getcha And there goes the alarm ringing in my head Like somebody said, "don't you trust him, no" Texting from his ex, what did you expect? Now you're lying here knowing where he goes Karma is a bitch, yeah Same way that

We've got our wild love raging, raging Raging, raging Don't you be alone, you can always find me I know that you hate it And I hate it Just as much as you But if you can brave it I can brave it

Hell, that's alright with me I like whiskey and tight denim On good-hearted women And for that I make no apologies Call me country, call me hippie A wildcat from Dixie And if you do or don't like what you see Everybody knows I like whiskey Preferably

Get up, break out, don't be the odd one out You gotta run, run riot You know the time has come (run, run riot) Come on, it's alright, we're hot tonight You better run, run riot Living by the law is a bloody necessary bore Everybody, are you gettin' what

Don't say a word at all I wanna get back to where we started To the summer night You know, you know, you know, you know we got it right We don't gotta say anything Don't gotta say anything Yeah wanna get back to San Francisco In the fire light You know,