Damn, boy you make it hard Shouldn't need a riddle ...

 And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches

 For the rest of my life
I got to leave him

 Ain't about how fast I get there,
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb

 We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing

 I won't waste another day wishing this would fade away
Running, we're not looking back

 Don't need permission
Made my decision to test my limits

 Dlaczego ja? Tak Boga pytał się
Naprawdę skrzydeł tych nie mogę mieć?

 I get so caught up in the city cloud
But this place is still my first love

 I’m seeing the pain, seeing the pleasure
Nobody but you, ‘body but me,

 Girl, I hope you’re sure, what you’re looking for,
As I’m not good at making promises