Like this bridge above and below this waste like I got High hopes with my eyes on God Like I am well dressed but an emotional slob Maybe you will humor me in this repartee Where we avoid what's real and dance the night away Where we squander our days and dance the night away Here starts a gang fight under the bridge It's over a drug deal or some other thug-life pa**ion Let's watch the battle as if we're not a part of it They surely don't care that we're here Kiss me girl now kiss me, care for me and love me always cuz if you stop caring for me I might get sober Then I never will return to this place where I'm in love with her