Like sex when you’re too youngnnlike youth when you’ve got nonennlike home when you’re too drunknn(like) getting everything you wanted with a line of bad creditnnit was never quite worth what you gave up to get itnnnnlike style made by slavesnnlike bribes to throw the racennlike women who know their placennlike an indian casino or a tank of unleadednnit was never quite worth what you gave up to get itnnnnstand backnnyou love it now but it’s too muchnnnnlike fame for what you’re notnnlike joy that you boughtnnlike pleasure that never hits the spotnnlike security for liberty, you gotta admit itnnit was never quite worth what you gave up to get itnnnnstand backnnyou love it now but it’s too much