Young, dumb, don´t see a problem Bloodshot, stare like a hoodlum Simple as this — I´m in love with the risk I know what I´ve done But tell me what did I miss
So please don´t save something Waste not, save nothing Lose the halo, don´t need to resist A lick of the lips and my grip on your hips
First thing we succumb to Shall erase and undo days of unrelease If there´s no police Then race to slip into whatever fits you Make something, make someone Beg on a knee, baby, baby please Pout your bottom lip While cracking the whip