Safe and sound in your hurricane
Break me down, build me up again
You know I will ride or die for anything you do
Blame me, baby, for the things you do
Bruise me good, for a round or two
You know I will ride or die for anything untrue
Wanna get away from you
Sugar not now, baby, slow down
What do you do?
Shooka-shake ground, the alarm sound
Baby, I do
I do all of this for you
Baby, I do
I go through all of this for you
Keep me drunk in your bloody bliss
Though I know I never asked for this
You still know I’d run and hide only with you
It’s true
Take my hand, baby, run with me
I’m in pain from your ecstasy
Still, we know, when you’re next to me, it’s true
(I’ll go through it all, when I fall, I’d get up, but I can’t, no I can’t).