You're in on a lienAnd we're out on the highwaynDodging bulletsnAs we're putting half our lives behind our backs.nDo you feel as perfect as you put on?nTry to brace yourself for this onenIt's impossible to turn awaynIt is impossible to turn awaynnGet out, get out from behind the wheel and get under it, under it babynThe last you ever made us what we really wanted to benWas the day we ended summer and we brought you in on a keynGet out, get out from behind the wheel and get under itnAlways right and the winnernBut when we dropped you out and finally got on our waynYou qualified the cost of being wanted to playnnWe gotta get back, we gotta get back homenNo we're not putting up, putting up with the words you saynI forgot to say that I'm sorry and I meant itnAnd after every fight by fight we'll be back in your headnAnd if we get our way I swear you'll wish you were deadnThat's why you gotta get back, gotta get back home.nnDo you feel as perfect as you put on?nTry to brace yourself for this onenCause it's impossible to turn awaynIt's impossible to turn awaynnWe gotta get back, we gotta get back homenNo we're not putting up, putting up with the words you saynI forgot to say that I'm sorry and I meant itnAnd after every fight by fight we'll be back in your headnAnd if we get our way I swear you'll wish you were deadnThats why you gotta get back, gotta get back home.nnIt's what you strive for, to be seen as perfectnBut it's not working anymore x2nnWe gotta get back, we gotta get back homenWe're not putting up, putting up with the words you saynI forgot to say that I'm sorry and I meant itnAnd after every fight by fight we'll be back in your headnAnd if we get our way I swear you'll wish you were deadnAnd I gotta get back, gotta get back home.nnI gotta get back, I gotta get back homenWe're not putting up, putting up with the words you saynI forgot to say that I'm sorry and I meant itnAnd after every fight by fight we'll be back in your headnAnd if we get our way I swear you'll wish you were deadnAnd I gotta get back, gotta get back home.nnI gotta get back, I gotta get back homenWe're not putting up, putting up with the words you saynI forgot to say that I'm sorry and I meant itnAnd after every fight by fight we'll be back in your headnAnd if we get our way I swear you'll wish you were deadnAnd I gotta get back, gotta get back home.nnIt's what you strive for, to be seen as perfectnBut it's not working anymorenIt's what you strive for, to be seen as perfectnIt's what you strive for, to be seen as perfect