I met you on a Friday
Downtown, Avenue A
I didn’t know that you were gonna be my getaway
I swear I never learn, can’t live without the burn
So I Iight it up and feel the rush

Is this how you wanna be remembered?
Doing blow on side streets
Cold like December
Is this what you came so far for
I know you know you’re worth more
So why don’t we go

And leave the city
Drive past concrete
And I know, it’s so pretty
But I can’t do it no more
Why don’t we go...