All alone on the highway
Past 500 degrees
Felt sick to my stomach
So i sat on my knees

Run as fast as you can
Run away from me
It’s better than doing nothing
Nothing means nothing to me

What are you doing
Staying home sick
And playing it safe
That’s just my mistake
What are you doing
Just remembering well when you broke down at the back of the bed
And it’s still bottled up
And it’s still bad luck

I don’t have no love
But you already knew that
Talked about the Stones a few days ago
No guarantees
No more than writing on the beach
And as my footprint disappears, it seems it’s still left here
What are you doing
Wearing a mask but you know that you don’t have to hidе
Put a price on your head
But it’s only a movie that еnds when you open your eyes
And it’s still bottled up
And it’s still bad luck

Ooooh section

What are you doing
Sick again cause you know that it’s easier that way
What are you doing
Close your eyes but you don’t have to cover your face
And it’s all bottled up
And that’s not gonna change