I've got to fess up babe
You're the fang in my heel and my only desire
I've got to go and babe I'm leaving you tomorrow


Maybe I never changed, maybe I'm just a liar


When I'm truly all alone
When the world is black and no one's home
I've got to move I've got to roam



Spent a fortune for my place in line
And fortune fails me every time
But the freeway doesn't cost a dime



I'm sick of beggin' down on my knees, babe
If I've gotta move then what have I got to lose?
It was too late to figure the truth, babe
If I can't figure the truth then what'd you figure I'd do?


Am I ready for the change?
Am I ready for the pain?
When I lose what do I stand to gain?