Look up here, man, I’m in danger I’ve got nothing ...

 Nie umiem cię pocieszyć kiedy patrzysz w przeszłość,
ale mogę wziąć dobre wino i pójść z tobą tańczyć w deszczu.

 'Cause he missed his chance to be with a star

 You were the shadow to my light
Did you feel us?

 Somethin' 'bout you makes me feel like a dangerous woman

 Is it over?
Lost you in the summer two years ago

 Show me what I can’t see when the spark in my eyes is gone
You’ve got me on my knees I’m your one man cult.

 My momma told me,
Go make yourself some friends,
Or you'll be lonely

 Baby I don't need dollar bills to have fun tonight
I love cheap thrills

 Tak, również punk-rock jest sztuką, a nie ma sztuki dla leniwych.

 And you were strong and I was not
My illusion, my mistake