I still live on the same street, that we lived on. The same old street, where memories were made on. . I shouldn't stay, why don't I go?. Each day hurts a little more.
Take me home, take me home. Want to feel you close to me. Take me home, take me home. With you is where I wanna be. . Wrapped in your arms tonight. Just making love.
I keep myself to myself. And I don't want no friends. I'm nightly crucified. No need for womankind. I don't think so, I don't think so. And I'm the strangest by.
I feel the pressure's on and something's going wrong. I don't know what's going on. I'm just another mother's poor boy's son. I feel pressure, pressure.