Let's put that boot to the pedal, aw, that pedal to the metal We ain't gotta settle for the same old sames It's called leaving for a reason, mistakes are made for making We don't know which hell we go Roads we've never taken Bucket seats, bucket lists

People throw rocks at things that shine, So don't you worry your pretty little mind, And life makes love look hard, The stakes are high, The water's rough, Elevator buttons and morning air, Strangers silence makes me want to take the stairs, If you were

Far from their land as they made their stand A disregarded demand It's surrender or die and the stakes are high Still disregarding demand They would never comply, they would rather die They live or they die, there's no time for goodbye Weapon in hand,