Babe, what you runnin' from? Your loaded gun?
You say you’re Mr. Wrong
Brown eyes in front of me, carry sympathy
Thicker than the smoke in your lungs
And, darling, I try to justify
All of the fires you put me through
Now roses don't bloom all ‘cause of you
I don't need anything but me

Baby, it’s cool, yeah, I know
We ain't got no second chance
Baby, it's cool, 'cause we know
We dance in young romance
Baby, it's fine that we don't
Get the same high as the first time
But, baby, it's cool, 'cause I know
We ain’t got no second chance

Downtown every night
Stay lit to disguise all this shit on my mind
Now all my tears that fall, all the tears that fall
I catch them every time
Now these records are all that I’ve got
Keep wet hands inside of my pocket
Now these records are all that I got
But they won't play no more

Baby, it’s cool, yeah, I know
We ain't got no second chance
Baby, it's cool, 'cause we know
We dance in young romance
And baby, it’s fine that we don't
Get the same high as the first time
Baby, it's cool, 'cause I know
We ain't got no second chance

Baby, it's cool, yeah, I know
We ain't got no second chance
Baby, it's cool, 'cause we know
We dance in young romance
Baby, it's fine that we don't
Get the same high as the first time
But, baby, it's cool, 'cause I know
We ain't got no second chance