I'll go into hell
I'll go in to hell
I'll go into hell
I'll burn forever in your arms

I can't say where I am right now
I can't move, could you show me how?

Is it the same as it always was?
Am I to blame for wanting love?

I catch a wave, I ride along
I'm easygoing most of the time now
I thought I was, but I was wrong
I can't take this shit anymore now