Do you want to go for a ride?
We’ll head on down to Lakeport Drive.
We’ll go where we won’t be seen.
So you babble about your ex-boyfriend.
(I know this story’s getting old, but...)
You might know him but you don’t know me.
And you don’t even wonder why you don’t know where you are.
Sitting alone with the headlights out in the back seat of my car.
If I told you once, I’ve told you a thousand times before, oh baby.
Hope that answers your question.
You’re going to die tonight and I feel just fine.
Baby, just hold on tight.
This will only hurt for a little moment.
Then this moment will pass.
Baby, just hold on tight.
Think about each and every little breath your take
Because one will be your last.